Acts of Congress

by Red Snapper

  Samerra sighed while she replied, “No…I was just…nothing I just wanted to say…”

  Caramel quickly interrupted her, “Just wanted to say what? Look Samerra…I hope you’re not going to try again to convince me that I’m foolish to try to get reconstructive surgery, because as soon as I get the right amount of paper it’s going down girl.”

  Samerra froze for a brief second and then she responded, “I wasn’t calling you to talk about that. I was calling to tell you that I’m trying to understand how you feel, but it’s hard for me to take in…”

  Caramel rapidly responded, “Well…it’s not for you to take in…it’s for me to choose how I want to live my life. The choice is not yours Samerra.”

  Samerra tried to answer, but before she could, all she heard was the intonation of the dial tone. Samerra sighed when she thought, “Damn…that didn’t go well huh?”

  When she was about to sit down at her kitchen table, the phone began to ring again. Samerra abruptly picked up the phone, answering it without checking the caller ID, “I hope you understand that I was not trying to pry in your personal life…I was just...”

  The voice on the other end quickly responded, “Samerra…don’t you check you caller ID before you answer a call?”

  “Oh…oh…I’m so sorry Congresswoman Lucas…please I was just…”

  “Never mind…did you get that little event set up like I asked you to do?”

  Samerra hurriedly responded, “Oh yes Ma’am I just needed to know when and where you wanted that package to be sent.”

  The Congresswoman chuckled slightly when she replied, “Send it to his downtown town apartment. Send it around ten o’clock tonight. He’ll never know what hit him. Spare no expense okay my dear?”

  Samerra smiled while she replied, “I’ll take care of it right away Ma’am…and Ma’am I’m sorry for the…”

  “There’s no need to apologize my dear…just take care of your little predicament after you do what I’ve asked…okay dear?”

  Samerra replied, “Of course Ma’am.”

  The Congresswoman quickly hung up the phone. Samerra stood up, strolled straight to the bar, and poured herself a drink. She gulped it down while she thought, “I’ve got to handle this before it becomes a performance issue with my job.”

  ♣♣♣

  Samerra dialed Dorena’s phone number. While she waited for her to pick up she thought, “I really need to get this thing about Sam out of my mind, but how do I get him to see that he’s making a terrible mistake?”

  Suddenly Dorena answered the call, “Hello.”

  “Hey…Dorena, I told you that I was gonna call back with the time for the escort to make her move…can she be there around ten o’clock tonight?”

  Dorena sighed seductively while she responded, “Sure baby…that’s not a problem…so Samerra what’s your plans for tonight?”

  She smiled slightly when she responded, “Well…I was gonna kind of hang around and wait to see if my Congresswoman needed me to do anything…you know concerning the escort thing…”

  Dorena quickly interrupted, “Look…you owe me an explanation about our relationship just coming to a halt, perhaps I could come over for a minute and we can discuss this…issue.”

  Samerra sighed while she immediately responded, “You know Dorena…I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

  Dorena sighed heavily while she responded, “Why Samerra…what are you so scared of…it’s just two friends meeting to talk. I promise you…I won’t do anything. If you want we can meet somewhere public…is that what you want?”

  “No Dorena…that’s not a good idea either. Let’s just meet here at my place. We’ll meet here.”

  Dorena smiled when she replied, “What’s a good time, let’s say about an hour from now?”

  Samerra tried not to show any emotions as she responded, “Can’t you come over now…I really want to get this over with…I just want to get closure on this okay?”

  “Sure…what’s the address?”

  Samerra sighed then she replied, “I’m still living in Georgetown.”

  “Really, well I can be over in an about twenty minutes if that’s okay?”

  Samerra sighed while she responded, “You sure you’re not gonna try anything Dorena…I really just want to talk this through…no games right?”

  “I’m not gonna do nothing that you don’t want done okay? I’ll see you shortly.”

  Before Samerra could respond, Dorena hung up the phone. She put down her phone whilst she thought, “She’s lying to me…I know it. I know if I see her again, all those feelings that I had for her are will resurface like a ton of bricks. What am I doing, why didn’t I just tell her no?”

  Dorena just sighed picking up the phone again and then quickly dialing Caramel’s number. While she waited for her to pick up she thought, “I’m gonna have to put it on Samerra, so I can show her what she’s been missing I’m not gonna let her get away with hurting me like that. Vengeance will be mine!”

  Suddenly Caramel answered the phone, “Hey Dorena, you got that info for me now girl?”

  “Yeah…you’re to be there tonight around ten o’ clock, can you make it?”

  Caramel sighed when she responded, “Of course, I’ll be there to take care of him and don’t you worry.”

  “You’ve never let me down yet!”

  Caramel smiled when she hung up the phone and then she gazed at her reflection in the mirror while she thought, “I’m gonna gave his old ass the ride of his life…that should get him to give me what I want!”

  7

  Samerra was extremely nervous while she now paced the living room floor, waiting for Dorena to arrive. While she continued to amble back and forth, wearing out the carpet she thought, “I knew I should have told her not to come over here…I knew I should have told her not to come…”

  She had her favorite beverage in hand, sipping it while she sighed, thinking about the mistake she was about to make.

  Suddenly the doorbell rang which completely startled her. When she quickly tried to get her composure, she was acting as if she had forgotten that Dorena was coming while she was suddenly brought back to reality. She quickly drank down the rest of her drink, putting the glass on the counter and then strolled toward the front door. The doorbell rang again while she now stood next to the door, gazing in the hall mirror making sure her hair was in place. After a few more seconds she sighed heavily and then put her hand on the doorknob while she thought, “Now you’re about to bring the past back into your reality…are you sure that’s what you really want?”

  She sighed heavily again while she tried to make a quick thinking decision whether to let her come in or to leave her out of her life. She blew hard and then abruptly opened the door. When she finally opened the door, she was immediately taken by what she saw. Dorena stood there looking like Robin Givens in “Boomerang” with her 5” black caged stilettos with two-tone sheer Cuban heel stockings and a tan trench coat. Her cold black hair was flawless as it just hung at shoulder length. She smiled with her head tiled slightly, hands in her pockets, waiting to be asked to enter the apartment. Samerra was totally mesmerized with the sight of her while she just stood there admiring her in silence. After a few seconds, Dorena finally said, “Well are you gonna ask me in?”

  Samerra smiled while she tried to snap out of it motioning for Dorena to enter in.

  She quickly responded, “Of course…what was I thinking, please come in…come in!”

  Dorena slowly sauntered into the foyer quickly turning toward Samerra, observing her bootylicious ass while she quickly shut the door. When she turned around to face her, Dorena quickly smiled while she looked at her face.

  “So how are you Samerra…I must say you’re looking quite nice…you’ve lost some weight huh?”

  Samerra smiled whilst she responded, “You looking great too…your hair has grown and looks great, I love your shoes, but what’s going on with this trench coat?”

  Do
rena chuckled while she glanced at her seductively and replied, “Well…I know it’s been a long time but I just thought that I’d bring you a little something to show you that I have no hard feelings about what happened between us…so here’s a little present for ya.”

  She slowly unstrapped the large belt on the coat that was around her waist, breathing hard while she quickly commenced to unbuttoned her trench coat. When she did this Samerra’s eyes grew large at the sight of her athletic physique coming out of the coat. First, she noticed her sexy curvy legs that were extremely toned, to her curvaceous thighs, which led up to, her extremely tiny waist, and then her shapely large breasts just seem to pop out of their prison, bouncing firmly at attention before her. Samerra wasn’t expecting Dorena to arrive at her place wearing nothing but a tong, but there she stood while the coat just draped the floor at her feet. She mischievously smiled while she whispered, “So what do you think about your gift baby?”

  Samerra cooed when she bit her bottom lip and then commenced to leisurely stroll over toward Dorena. She now stood directly in front of her while she responded, “Now you know that this is fuckin’ wrong Dorena…why are you…”

  Before she could continue with her answer Dorena cut her off with a kiss pressing softly upon her lips while she waited for Samerra to open her mouth. Samerra sighed heavily when she succumbed to Dorena’s aggression, taking her tongue in deep within her mouth. Now their tongues danced in a complete frenzy as they both realized that they haven’t had any contact for several years. Samerra just closed her eyes while she slowly wrapped her hands around Dorena’s diminutive waist, pulling her closer as their kiss became sturdier. Suddenly the scene became intense as Dorena slowly pushed Samerra toward the wall. She presses against her warm quivering body while she continued to kiss her down her neck, unbuttoning her blouse to expose her ripe huge breasts. Suddenly, without warning Dorena abruptly grabbed her blouse, busting it open as the remaining buttons flew all over the floor. Her huge breasts were now exposed but still trapped in the burnout velvet bra that contained them rising and falling in unison with her now extremely heavy breathing. Samerra tried to speak again but Dorena refused to allow her while she put her finger on her lips and then continued to fondle and caressed her left breast. Samerra could feel the warmth of Dorena’s breath as she whispered in her ear, “Don’t spoil it baby…just go with it okay?”

  Samerra sighed while she whispered, “Dorena come on now, what are you doing,” lightly joking about her position while she remained against the wall, her dark twinkling eyes begging for her attention.

  Dorena pleaded, “I thought in time I’d forget how you attracted me so, but looking at you…you’re more beautiful now than ever. Seeing you again Samerra just bought it all back,” she pleaded.

  “But Dorena we broke up years ago baby girl, we’re not going there again, and certainly not like this...!”

  Samerra tried to be strong but she had

  to admit Dorena looked gorgeous before her, and that familiar stirring was starting to make her ache all over. Samerra tried to move her leg to the side to move around her but Dorena’s eyes still fixed on hers then her arm stopped her with her fingers softly stroked around her belly button.

  She kneeled down toward her sex as she whispered against her skin, “Ohhh Samerra, you changed something in me whilst we were together; you turned me into someone I never knew existed. I haven’t met anyone since you who treated me like you did, I miss it baby...I miss you.”

  Dorena was good and she knew what she was doing, goose bumps now covered Samerra’s skin, as her circles grew greater on her stomach. While she traced her finger on the bottom of the circle just above her pants, unbuttoning them, pulling them down slightly as she now commenced to traced her exposed pussy, She lingered there, her feather light touch moving back and forth.

  Samerra’s heart was now fluttering with the thought of those old feelings as they quickly commenced to surface. She couldn’t help it; she could feel herself turning into the bitch she once was when they used to play this game. Her breathing becoming heavier and that familiar stirring was now running through her and before she could escape it and muster the words to tell her to stop, other words came out of her mouth, “What does my little bitch want?”

  Her hand stopped stroking, and her lips met Samerra’s skin, light butterfly kisses above her pussy as she stepped out of her pants and dropping her blouse to the floor. Soft moans escaped her lips.

  “Treat me like a whore, like you used to baby. Talk dirty to me, play rough and humiliate me,” Dorena pleaded while Samerra’s mind raced back to their past play. The way she used to talk to her was so degrading. She swore on occasions she came in her panties whilst she whispered in her ear all the dirty little things she was going to do to her. It was quite a power trip watching her get off on her seductive prose.

  Dorena’s wants and needs were oozing from her, especially from her eyes. She could never disguise her mood; her big hazel submissive eyes gave her away every time. Her stomach began to churn, and then her voice broke her thoughts. “I want you Samerra, take me, and make me yours again?”

  Samerra could feel it charging through her, taking her back to those times that once destroyed them.

  “So bitch you’ve gone all needy on me again huh,” she wickedly said. Before she could answer, Samerra grabbed her hand and dragged her down the hall toward her bedroom. When they reached the bedroom, Dorena quickly removed her stockings, tong, and stilettos, and then she waited for Samerra’s further instruction. Samerra smiled as she immediately went into role-play, “Shut up you silly bitch, and get into the bathroom.”

  “Damn what was I doing,” a moment of doubt entering Samerra’s mind, then she looked at Dorena’s eyes again. They were so vulnerable and submissive, the shred of doubt passing while she felt the bitch inside regaining her power. “Now you creole whore, what is it you want from me?”

  “Please Samerra, you remember how much I loved being your slave, serve me Samerra, please.”

  She always used that word ‘serve,’ she never did totally understand why, but she knew what it meant.

  “Mmmmm baby, you gonna take it all?”

  She nodded her head, “Yes Samerra, do me, let me feel and taste you again.”

  Samerra sighed while she thought about all the endless lonely nights that she lay in her apartment, wishing she had someone to please her deepest desires, but she knew that being with a woman was what she truly desired. Although she was lonely she had to make a decision, was rekindling this relationship in her best interest? She sighed while she stood before her, looking down on Dorena while she slowly pulled her into her, stepping back into the waiting shower stall.

  Samerra whispered in a sexy raspy tone, “Serve me baby…c’mon lick this cat for me.”

  When Dorena happily buried her face in her pussy, Samerra lifted her leg to the side of the bath.

  “Ohhh girl, you slick ass little bitch you haven't lost your touch, ohhhh fuck...”

  Samerra rocked back and forth on her eager mouth while she felt her moans vibrate on her pussy, her tongue wild on her clit. Fast circles surrounding it, teasing it more and more out of its hood. She felt her hard tongue flick over it, over and over again as her hips bucked hard. “Ooohhhh fuck, that's it bitch, make me cum...”

  Her tongue returning to her clit was making her begging intensified as Samerra’s building orgasm increased its momentum, “Ohhhhhhhh fuckkk...you whore...aaghhhh.”

  Her hips bucked hard on her face, her legs buckled at the force of her orgasm. While her hips settled, Samerra looked down to see Dorena’s pretty hazel eyes staring at her. She could see the need and want in them, silently begging her.

  “Open your mouth bitch!”

  Samerra again grabbed her and pulled her close to her pussy, “Is this what you want you slut?”

  Her nodding head was all Samerra needed. At once, Samerra’s sweet nectar flowed, hitting her nose and cheeks. Her white teeth now stained
as the orgasmic liquid flowed around her lips, falling into her waiting mouth like a waterfall. It cascaded down her chin, seeping down her neck, soaking the front of her breasts.

  As the flow started to trickle slowly, she knelt there panting, trying to breathe. Her hand cupped Samerra’s pussy catching the last few drops. “Oh you haven't forgotten what you are did you?”

  Samerra’s question went unanswered as she bought her palm to her mouth and her tongue lapped and licked at the tiny puddle in her hand. Her large full breasts heaving with erect nipples.

  Samerra bent down and her lips met Dorena’s. Her mouth covered in the salty taste of her cum. She moaned as their tongues danced together. Her dark desires slowly retracting and sinking back into her. Still kissing Dorena, she reached to the tiled wall to turn on the tap. Clear, warm liquid fell on them both from above. Dorena knelt down too at Samerra’s face now level with hers. Moving her palms to the side of her breasts, Samerra gently squeezed them. They fitted so perfectly, so soft and yet so firm. Her thumb traced over her hard nipples, which were big, hard and dark. She pulled away slightly from her lips and kissed her neck then all over her breasts. Samerra could hear her soft moans while her lips covered her nipple and softly sucked it into her mouth allowing her tongue to gently flick it. She pulled Dorena’s head back and whispered for her to stand.

  She did as she asked while she positioned her under the showerhead. Moaning softly as her fingers followed the flowing watery patterns on her delicate skin. Samerra caught the droplets that fell from her nipples that were now so big and hard from her excitement. She kissed her white chocolate knees that had burned on the tiled floor while she took in a sharp intake of inhaled breath telling her how sore her knees were.

  Samerra stood up and kissed her again, Dorena’s lips while soft on hers while her tongue was moist and smooth, sliding inside her mouth. Samerra’s fingers teased her nipples. Hearing her gasp while she pinched and twisted them was such a turn on. Her nipples were always so sensitive to her touch. Just one touch of her fingernail flicking over them would cause her to moan and melt into her. Samerra’s fingers now traced the outline of her curvy body going down her hips, her buttocks, and then her thighs. She heard Dorena moan louder while her hands softly groped her buttocks. “Damn she had a wonderful arse,” Samerra thought, so shapely and firm, and it always seemed to be begging to be touched.