Waking slowly, from a night of lovemaking and very little sleep, Emma turned to find Melinda sound asleep next to her.
"Honey, it's time to get up if you're going to have enough time to get ready for school." Emma kissed Melinda awake. She looked so peaceful sleeping next to Emma that she hated to wake her. Her hair was tousled and waved down to her shoulders, and her hand lay curled next to her head on her pillow. Emma blushed as she looked at the long slender fingers and was reminded of their lovemaking, and what those fingers were capable of.
"I would like to stay right here all day." Melinda stretched against Emma, their naked bodies rubbing deliciously against each other.
"We can do that on Saturday, I promise."
"You promise?" Melinda smiled and kissed Emma passionately.
"Yes. Now, you need to get up, beautiful."
The two of them shared the shower and the bathroom as they dressed and got ready for work. They were very comfortable with each other. Preparing for work was almost as intimate as making love. Emma stood next to Melinda at the mirror while they both applied their makeup. Melinda watched while Emma bundled her hair up into a loose bun and Emma smiled as she stood next to Melinda in the bedroom while they finished getting dressed. The house had been designed for two people and Emma knew that other person was meant to be Melinda.
"I have to go." Melinda hugged Emma one last time. "I'll see you later."
"Yes, you will. Remember, I am picking you up at six. We have dinner reservations at six-thirty."
"I'll remember. Will you stay at my place tonight?"
"I would love to." Emma kissed Melinda gently. "Now go."
Melinda quickly walked to her car and briefly waved before getting in. Emma watched her drive away before shutting her front door. She had one hour to get to school.
Emma's morning proved to be very busy. She'd just sat down after two hours of seventh grade class meetings and career day planning when her telephone rang.
"Hello."
"Well, girlfriend, confess all."
"Tia." Emma chuckled, leaning back in her chair.
"Well?"
"Well what?" Emma tried to keep the happiness out oilier voice.
"Girlfriend, don't even try to lie to me. I know you, Emma."
"So what do you want to know?"
"Emma!"
"The answer is yes."
"It's about time."
"Look who's talking?"
"Well, at least one of us is happy."
"I am, Tia. I really am." Emma glanced around her packed office as she spoke. She loved her work and her students but she had needed something more in her life, and that something more was Melinda.
"I'm glad, doll. Call me later and tell me all about it."
"I will. Can I call you later this weekend? I've got a date tonight."
"Oh ho, this is pretty serious."
"Tia, it is."
"I'm happy for you, honey." Tia could hear the emotion in Emma's voice and knew this was very serious. It worried her a little bit. She didn't want to see Emma to get hurt.
"Thanks, Tia."
"Call me."
"I will."
Emma hung the telephone up and smiled to herself. She was still extremely nervous about her relationship with Melinda. It was all so new and exciting. Just thinking about her night with Melinda made her body heat up with delicious memories. Shaking her head, she checked her calendar. She had a meeting in twenty minutes. Grabbing a quick cup of coffee, she headed out of her office, notebook in hand. As Emma headed down the main hall of the school, she answered the greetings of many of the students. They were everywhere. You could here snatches of conversation as she moved quickly through them. There was so much energy in the young boys and girls, as they teased each other and flirted. Emma fed off their energy and enthusiasm and she grinned at their clothing. There was everything from black grunge to almost high fashion as students tried to express themselves and fit in. She reached the end of the hall and as she went to enter the library for her next meeting, she caught a glimpse of Melinda talking to a group of students. Melinda turned and smiled at Emma and Emma waved at her as she entered the library. She grinned as her heart beat rapidly after just a glimpse of Melinda. She couldn't wait until that evening. They had a date that included dinner and a show. More importantly, they were spending the night together.
Melinda felt the ripple of attraction roll through her body as she tried to concentrate on the students earnestly talking to her. Emma's smile had a way of reaching Melinda's heart. She pushed it away as she tuned back in to the students who were lobbying for another school dance. She grinned while they stated their case rather dramatically. She enjoyed it when students were resourceful.
"Write your arguments down on paper and provide me with some tentative dates. I'll see what I can do."
"Alright, Ms. Newcastle." Melinda chuckled as the students high fived each other, practically ran down the hallway. She loved her job.
"Damn it."
Emma swore as she pulled her ruined nylon from her leg. She was already running late. She had forty minutes to get dressed, refresh her makeup, and get to Melinda's on time. And she hadn't even packed an overnight bag. She hated to be late. Her bedroom was a mess as she tried to finish dressing.
Twenty minutes later, Emma threw her bag in to her car and climbed in. She was going to be about ten minutes late and she was extremely nervous about being with Melinda again. By the time she arrived at Melinda's, her heart was pounding loudly in her chest, her nerves making her tremble. She left her bag in the car and headed toward Melinda's apartment. Knocking on her door, Emma breathed deeply as she smoothed her dress and tried to calm herself, her legs shaking.
"Hello." Melinda's smiling face was the first thing Emma saw. "You look fantastic."
Emma hesitated before going through the open door. They may have slept together but that didn't guarantee that Melinda would place any added value on their relationship. Her confidence stumbled as she stood in front of Melinda.
"You look terrific yourself." Melinda was wearing a simple elegant black dress, which Emma found extremely sexy.
Melinda reached out and clasped Emma's hands in her own. "I can't tell you how hard it was to work today with you right down the hall." she chuckled. "I couldn't get you out of my mind." She tugged Emma into the apartment and closed the door.
Emma bent close to Melinda and kissed her gently. "I know exactly how you feel."
Melinda's arms wrapped around Emma's neck, as she returned the kiss, her body lilting tightly against Emma's. The kiss turned passionate immediately as Emma's mouth devoured Melinda's. It was several minutes before they broke off the kiss to catch their breath.
"Did you bring your things?" Melinda asked Emma nervously. She didn't want to assume anything, but her craving for Emma was huge.
"Yes, my bag is out in my car."
"Good. Now, I think we'd better go to dinner before I talk you into staying here." Melinda teased, kissing Emma softly.
The evening was romantic, fun, and very entertaining as they talked all through dinner and during breaks in the show. What made it the most enjoyable were Melinda's subtle touches and sexy remarks. They held hands in the dark and whispered to each other until they were both impatient to get back to Melinda's apartment. As the lights came on at the end of the show Emma's last whispered remark drew a sigh from Melinda.
"I can't wait to taste you when make love. I want my mouth on you as soon as we get out of here."
"Let's hurry." Melinda's eyes gazed into Emma's. "I want to touch you. I need to love you."
The two of them fought the crowd out to the parking lot as they found the car. Emma efficiently navigated the traffic and they headed home to Melinda's. Melinda's hand rested on Emma's thigh as she drove, driving her crazy with desire. There was very little conversation in the car while they both anticipated the rest of their evening. Parking at the building, Emma grabbed her bag and followed Melinda into the apa
rtment. Emma had barely shut the door before Melinda had her backed up against it, her kisses full and arousing.
"Melinda, I can't go slowly." Emma gasped, dragging the nylons off Melinda's hips and down her legs.
"Don't go slow." Melinda pleaded, her mouth covering Emma's.
Emma's hands rapidly stripped Melinda of her panties and her hand cupped between her legs, as her fingers slipped into the wetness.
"You're perfect." Emma whispered, stroking Melinda, her rhythm slow and teasing. "You're so wet."
Melinda's arms locked around Emma's neck as she reacted to her lovemaking, her knees buckling. Emma's kisses teased her as her exquisite stroking created such a firestorm in Melinda that she could only hold on tightly. Her body was buffeted with a spiraling release that overwhelmed her.
"Emma!" She cried as Emma dropped to her knees and covered the very center of Melinda with her mouth. Emma's tongue alternately teased and stroked as her fingers filled Melinda, pushing her farther toward oblivion. Emma's obvious pleasure could be heard in her moans as her mouth fused with Melinda.
Melinda's body began to tremble and shake, and she began to cry as she dissolved into an orgasm that shattered her composure. Emma's own cry of pleasure brought another burst of trembling as Melinda's body folded against her.
"I can't stand." Melinda gasped as she slid to the floor. Emma's arms cradled her against her body as Melinda buried her face against Emma's, her arms tight around Emma's neck.
"I can't believe I just did that." Melinda's muffled voice could barely be heard.
"Honey, you're beautiful."
"But I..."
"Are fantastic, sexy, and I love how you respond to me."
"Thank you."
"Melinda, look at me, honey." Emma gazed into Melinda's eyes. "I think what happens between us is pure magic. I love touching you, loving you."
Melinda's smile was heavenly to Emma. "It is magical." Her lips slid against Emma's, teasing her, as her hands reached for Emma's zipper on her dress. It wasn't much longer before Emma was shuddering while Melinda loved her from head to toe.
The weekend was perfect, and Melinda and Emma spent every minute of it together. Saturday they shopped together and spent the night at Emma's. After an early dinner both settled on the living room couch, briefcases in hand. They were so at ease with each other that neither felt the need to entertain. Emma's lap was full of paperwork, her legs tucked up, and her feet comfortably under Melinda's hip. Melinda's hand idly stroked Emma's feet as she concentrated on the file in front of her. Emma loved it that Melinda was so comfortable in her home. Melinda glanced at Emma and felt the now familiar ache in her heart.
It was amazing to Melinda that she and Emma were so compatible. She not only found Emma's light-hearted personality very appealing, the sex between the two of them was beyond description. However, it was the simple fact that they could spend Saturday night together working that meant so much more to Melinda. Her career was important to her, and she needed to do well at her new job. Especially after the cloud of doubt that had surrounded her last position.
No matter what anyone said to Melinda, she believed she had made a horrible error in judgment with her relationship with Rita. She would never let anyone interfere with her job again. As long as her relationship with Emma didn't disrupt her career, Melinda wouldn't worry. Besides, she really did care a lot about Emma. She was rapidly filling the emptiness in Melinda's heart. Thankfully, Emma was as dedicated to her career as Melinda. And she understood her intensity because it was so much like her own.
Melinda respected Emma's talent as a counselor, and her loyalty to her students. It was what had attracted Melinda to Emma, her unwavering commitment to her job, and Melinda knew it would be the same for a relationship. Emma would be someone who would love her partner with every fiber of her being. She was an honest and forthright woman, with a huge heart.
"Melinda, honey, wake up. You need to get up if you are going to get to work early." Emma nuzzled Melinda's neck as she spoke, her naked, warm body wrapped around Melinda's. The bed covers were tucked comfortably around the two of them.
"I know." Melinda groaned, her mouth finding Emma's. "Good morning."
Emma grinned as Melinda sat up after sharing a delicious kiss, the sheet sliding down to her waist while Emma's gaze drifted over her lover's generous breasts. "Good morning. You go hop in the shower while I make the coffee."
"Will I see you tonight?"
"Do you want to see me?" Emma held her breath, waiting for Melinda's response.
"I want to see you every night."
Emma's smile warmed Melinda's heart. "Good."
"How about we decide when and where later?"
"Perfect, now, hurry up. You're going to make us both late." Emma stood up to put on her robe.
Melinda's eyes traveled over the beautiful body of her new lover and sighed out loud. "You're so beautiful. But you need to cover up that gorgeous body or both of us will be very late."
"Go." Emma chuckled as she pulled her robe on. "And Melinda?"
"What?" Melinda turned before she entered the bathroom.
"I think you're the beautiful one." Emma's eyes traveled the length of Melinda's naked body.
"Thank you." Melinda blushed as she smiled at Emma. "You make me feel beautiful."
Emma's heart beat loudly in her chest as she left the bedroom. She couldn't pin point the exact moment that she'd fallen in love with Melinda, but she had, hook, line, and sinker. She wasn't ready to tell Melinda how she felt yet. It was too early, and it would change things between them. Besides, she wasn't sure Melinda wanted that kind of relationship. Emma wasn't sure if Melinda wanted anything more than a sexual relationship. And that thought bothered Emma, because she wanted more, much more.
"Have a wonderful day." Melinda hugged Emma tightly as she prepared to leave. "I'll talk to you later."
"Good luck with your meeting." Emma was going to leave a little bit later so they didn't arrive at the same time together. She was going to go to great lengths to hide their relationship.
They shared a soft kiss and then Melinda slipped out of the front door. Emma gathered her things and began her own commute to work. She was feeling so fantastic after her weekend with Melinda that nothing could bother her.
Chapter Eight
Melinda and Emma's relationship not only continued through out the beginning of the school year, but also grew in strength and passion. They spent all of their time together when not at school, and were all but living together. They gardened together, hunted for antiques, and just hung out at Emma's house. There had been no actual discussion about moving in together, and the words "I love you" had not been uttered by either one of them. For some reason they both were avoiding any discussion about their commitment to each other, afraid of harming what they had. But the love was there unspoken, full, and deeply embedded in both of their hearts.
There were only two days until the Christmas break and ten days of uninterrupted time together. Both Emma and Melinda were excited about the plans they'd made. Melinda was moving into Emma's home for the duration. The tree was decorated, the presents were wrapped, and a small Christmas Eve party was planned with their friends. Melinda had left for work early, and Emma was just heading in. Grumbling with irritation, Emma scraped the ice off her windshield, angry with herself for not allowing more time. It was very cold and icy out and Emma didn't want to be late for school. The sky was a colorless white and the air was sharp with cold and wind. Emma hated driving in this kind of icy winter. She loved snow, but not when she had to drive in it. And snow was in the forecast. Her breath frosted around her face as she started her car to warm it up. She slapped her hands together to keep them from hurting from the cold. Her whole body shivered from the icy wind. She was going to be late, damn it!
Melinda meanwhile, was sitting in a very early school board meeting. It had started at seven and was scheduled to last until eleven in the morning. Many of the agenda items were routi
ne, except for their discussion of the possibility of snow. Snow in the Seattle area could paralyze the transportation system over-night. Everyone was hoping the snow would hold off until after Christmas break started. Snow would play havoc with the school schedule.
"Pardon me, Ms. Newcastle, but you have an emergency telephone call." Melinda excused herself and left the room, following the young woman to the telephone. She couldn't imagine what kind of emergency it could be.
"Hello?"
"Melinda, this is Chuck. We just received an emergency call at the school."
"Chuck, what is it?"
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