by Tudor, M. E.
Ashley was moaning and writhing. “Please Jean, please,” Ashley begged.
Jean slid two fingers inside Ashley and began stroking the spot she knew would take Ashley over the edge.
Gripping the sheet with her fists, Ashley’s body rose up of its own accord. The power of the building climax propelled her upward and she ripped the sheet from its moors. When the climax hit, Ashley cried out, “Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Oh my God!” She pushed backward with her heels shoving her thrashing head into the headboard.
Ashley’s climax took Jean for a wild ride. She hung onto Ashley’s hips for dear life as Ashley came hard drenching Jean with her juices. Jean tried to drink up every drop until Ashley pulled gently at her hair.
“Please come up here,” Ashley begged.
Jean rose up and moved to lie on top of Ashley. Ashley’s eyes were still almost black from the high of her orgasm. Stroking Ashley’s face, Jean felt the revelation that she had been torn about coming to her lips. “I love you,” she told Ashley quietly.
The surprise flicked across Ashley’s face briefly before she broke into a radiant smile. “I love you, too.”
Pulling Jean’s lips down to hers, Ashley kissed Jean with all the love she was feeling in her heart. Jean kissed her back with equal passion. Ashley slipped her arms around Jean and rolled her over onto her back. She slid one hand down to Jean’s soaking folds and moaned. Tearing her lips from Jeans, she kissed her way down to the dark curls that led to the glorious treasure she sought.
Jean threaded her fingers into Ashley’s golden hair as Ashley kissed and licked her clit. A deep moan escaped her when Ashley sucked her into her mouth. Her arousal was already at heights Jean had never seen before. She would not realize until later that the admission of her love for Ashley had fed the already fevered pitch of her desire. And now, as Ashley slid three curved fingers into her and sucked her clit deeply into her mouth, Jean had the one experience she had never thought she would, she actually ejaculated. Her body was already off the bed when it happened, and she screamed with the orgasm that hit at the same moment.
The already loose sheets were balled in Jean’s fists as she covered her face when the second orgasm hit. “Sweet Jesus,” she mumbled under the sheets.
Ashley crawled up to lie on top of Jean and pulled the sheets away from her face, “You okay?”
“I don’t know. I think I may have pulled some muscles, but I can’t feel anything yet.”
Ashley burst out laughing, “Oh my God, I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“Me, too,” Jean laughed, too. She rolled onto her side and looked at Ashley. Turning serious, she caressed Ashley’s cheek. “I meant what I said. I think I’ve been in love with you from the beginning.”
Kissing the palm of Jean’s hand, Ashley responded, “Me, too.” She looked into Jean’s eyes, “I was drawn to you the first time I met you and stunned when you showed up at the bar.”
Jean chuckled, “That’s too funny. I felt the same way.”
Ashley studied Jean’s face, “Do you think the age difference will be a problem for us?”
“Not if we truly love each other,” Jean assured her.
Cupping Jean’s face and pulling her down for a kiss, Ashley said, “Then I don’t think it will be a problem.”
“If I set the alarm early enough for you to get up and go home to get ready for work, will you stay the night?” Jean pleaded.
“Yes,” Ashley said and pulled Jean on top of her and closer to the alarm. “But you better do it now in case we get busy and forget later.”
“Hmmm, that’s a good idea,” Jean agreed, leaning down to kiss Ashley on the lips, “I think we are going to get busy again.”
Chapter Sixteen
Mary looked up from her bowl of cereal when she heard the apartment door open. Ashley slipped inside, her hair still damp from a recent shower. “Good morning,” Mary said.
“Yes it is,” Ashley grinned broadly.
Mary’s smile was brief, “I’m afraid that it may not be for long.”
Ashley’s smile was replaced by a worried frown. “Why?”
She pointed to the morning paper that was lying on the table. “From the pictures in the paper, it looks like you and Jean were really enjoying the movie.”
Ashley gasped when she saw the picture of Jean and her looking at each other in the darkened theater. It was clearly taken by a very good Smart Phone. She didn’t remember seeing a flash, but at that moment Jean and she had been locked in an intense gaze. The picture was clearly of two people who were into each other, so there was no saying they were just acquaintances who went to a movie together. “Shit,” she hissed.
Mary nodded and took in Ashley’s disheveled clothes. She’d apparently showered before she came home, but her clothes were going to need a visit to the dry cleaners. “So should we call U-Haul?”
“Funny,” Ashley responded, but couldn’t hide the smile that played at her lips, “Probably not after she sees this.”
“Other than this, did you two have a good evening?”
Ashley sat down next to Mary and took her hands. “We said ‘I love you’ to each other last night, Mary.”
“Oh Ashley, that’s great, right?” Mary squeezed Ashley’s hands.
“What’s great?” Jackie asked as she came out of the bathroom, her hair still wet from her shower.
“Jean and Ashley professed their love for each other last night,” Mary gushed.
“That’s great, Ashley,” Jackie said, coming over and giving Ashley a hug.
Jackie’s cologne hit Ashley’s nostrils and she moaned, “No woman should have a right to smell that good first thing in the morning.”
“Keep your nose off my girlfriend,” Mary warned laughing.
“Thanks, Ashley,” Jackie grinned, “I like to get Mary all hot and bothered with it before I leave for work so she’ll think about me all day.” Jackie leaned down and kissed Mary on the lips.
“It works, too,” Mary agreed.
“I bet,” Ashley said, “I’ll have to get Jean something like that. I like the cologne she wears now, but it’s a little too fruity for me. That is if she doesn’t flip out about today’s cover story and end things again.”
“What cover story?” Jackie asked.
“This one,” Mary pointed to the paper.
Jackie picked it up and skimmed the article, “Christ. Do these people not have a life?”
“I guess not,” Ashley grumbled, “I’m going to get me some coffee and go change for work.”
“Do you mind to fix me a cup?” Jackie asked.
“Sure,” Ashley said as Jackie sat down and looked at the picture of her and Jean more closely.
“Whoever took this picture was sitting pretty close to you guys,” Jackie remarked.
Ashley tried to picture the people sitting around them. She brought Jackie’s coffee out and looked at the picture again. Whoever it had been had been closer to the screen than they were. The picture was taken during a scene where an explosion was going off on the screen. That was probably part of the reason they hadn’t noticed the flash.
“Man, it looks like you guys were getting ready to kiss,” Jackie observed.
Ashley blushed, “Yeah, there were a few times during the movie that things got pretty intense.”
“It says that there were several instances as you were leaving the theater where Judge Carlisle put her hand affectionately on your bottom,” Jackie stated as she read the article.
“What?” Ashley leaned over Jackie’s shoulder to read the article. Jackie pointed to where the quote was in the article. Ashley rolled her eyes, “She put her hand on my lower back, not my butt. Idiots!” Ashley’s phone went off with Jean’s ringtone. “Shit. She probably just saw the paper.”
“Answer the phone so we can find out what she thinks about this,” Mary said.
Ashley glared at her, but answered the phone. “Hey,” she said quietly.
“Have you seen the paper?” Jean asked.
“Yes, Mary showed me the article when I got home. I’m so sorry, Jean.”
“Don’t be sorry, Ashley. It was bound to happen sooner or later, though I was hoping for later.”
“So, what do we do?” Ashley asked as she paced next to the table while Mary and Jackie watched.
Jean let out a heavy sigh, “I’m not sure. A friend gave me the card of an attorney from the ACLU. I may have to give him a call and see what I can do about this.”
“Do you think the Judicial Conduct Committee is going to withdraw your probation period because of this?” Ashley fretted. She was terrified that Jean would get in more trouble with the judicial regulatory committee.
“We’ll see. I’m sure I’ll have several messages by the time I get to my office,” Jean grumbled. She hesitated for a moment and then added softly, “But this doesn’t change how I feel about you. I love you, Ashley. I hadn’t wanted to jump out there with my sexuality, but now that this has been in the papers, I don’t want to run from it either, you know what I mean?”
Ashley took a deep breath. “Yes, Jean, I know what you mean. I’m not ready to come out like this either, but I love you, too, and I’ll be right by your side through whatever this brings.”
Jean let out the breath she was holding. She had been so afraid that Ashley would bolt over this. She wished she was there with her so she could grab her up in her arms and kiss her. “Good. That’s a huge relief. I have to get off here and finish getting ready to go in. I’ll call you later and let you know what happens when I get to work.”
“Okay,” Ashley said, “Definitely call me later.”
“I will,” Jean said, “Have a good day, Baby.”
“You, too.”
Ashley turned to see both Mary and Jackie sitting with the chins on their fists waiting patiently to hear what Jean said. “Okay, Baby, what does she say?”
Ashley’s face turned beet red at Mary’s reference to Jean calling her baby. They must have heard at least a little of the conversation. “That no matter what comes of this; we’re going to face it together.”
“That’s awesome!” Mary cheered. She got up and hugged Ashley.
Jackie got up and hugged both of them together. “Well as much as I would love to stand here and hug some more, I have to get going.” She kissed Mary on the lips and Ashley on the side of the head.
“Yeah, I need to get changed,” Ashley said. She turned and walked down the hall to her room.
Mary looked at Jackie, “I hope this doesn’t get too ugly.”
“Me, too,” Jackie agreed.
* * *
Jean was prepared for the press who were waiting for her at the courthouse. There weren’t as many there as she had expected, but there still had the front of the courthouse blocked. Two security officers were also waiting for her. They met her at her car and escorted her to the building.
“Judge Carlisle, who was the woman you were with at the theater? Is she your girlfriend?” One reporter called out.
“Did you lure that woman to the theater?” Another asked.
“Judge Carlisle, are you a lesbian?” Yelled another.
The questions kept coming. Jean held her head high and walked with the guards through the crowd and into the courthouse. Once inside, she let out the breath she had been holding. “Well, that went well,” she said, “Thank you for the escort, Jacob and Ethan.”
“You’re welcome, Your Honor,” Ethan Nichols said. They both walked over to the metal detector and waited as Jean went through it.
When they started following her to the elevator, Jean turned and gave them a questioning look. Jacob Daniels smiled, “Chief Wilson said that we are to escort you to your office and keep out the reporters.”
Jean smiled at the two men, “Thank you.”
They got in the elevator together and rode up to the third floor where Jean’s office and courtroom was located. Sara looked up when Jean came in. “Good morning, Judge Carlisle. I have several messages for you.”
“I’m sure you do,” Jean replied with a smile.
Sara raised an eyebrow, “You seem to be in good spirits considering.”
Jean gave her a dazzling smile, “Yes, I am in a fabulous mood this morning.”
Sara grinned at that and blushed slightly, surmising the probable reason for Jean’s good mood this morning, “I’m glad.” She handed Jean the messages and the case files for this morning’s hearings.”
Within minutes of Jean going inside her office, Elizabeth Stanton called. Jean had talked to her last week about how she was feeling about Ashley and what was going on with her father’s case against Governor Michaels. “Good morning, Beth,” Jean answered when she saw it was Elizabeth calling.
Elizabeth chuckled, “Well, we’re in an awful good mood this morning.”
“Well, I’m sure you can guess why I’m in such a good mood.”
Laughing, Elizabeth responded, “Yes, I’m pretty sure I know why you’re in such a good mood.” Her tone became serious though, “So what are you going to do about today’s news?”
“I’m going to come out,” Jean replied.
“What?”
“I talked to my father about it this morning. My family already knew, so that wasn’t going to be a big deal. He is going to make arrangements for me to meet with the Judicial Conduct Committee with him. He said that they can’t punish me for having a love life, and if I officially come out it will put that picture in perspective rather than it looking like I’m luring another woman to a hotel for secret sex,” Jean explained.
“What about Ashley?” Elizabeth asked.
“I have to call her first. I talked to her this morning before I talked to my father. She said she would be by my side no matter what happens. So we’ll see if she really meant that, but I think she did,” Jean said.
“When are you going to do that?”
“Sometime today.”
Elizabeth sighed, “Okay, let me know if you need me or my office’s services.”
“Thanks, Beth. I really don’t think that it’s going to turn into that big of a deal. That was one of the things my father said. If I just come out, that stops the rumors and lies. I’m not a celebrity. This news will blow over in a few weeks, and I can get on with my life,” Jean said.
“I hope he’s right,” Elizabeth responded.
“I think so,” Jean assured her. “People are much more accepting of public officials being gay than they’ve ever been before.”
“Not necessarily in Kentucky under an extremely conservative governor,” Elizabeth said.
“Well, I don’t think the people of Kentucky are happy with this governor,” Jean observed. “I also think there are a lot more progressive thinking people in this state than you think. Sadly, the more prejudiced people make more noise than other people do.”
“That’s true,” Elizabeth agreed. “I have to run, but call me later.”
“I will, Beth. I’ll call you before I make the official announcement.”
“Okay, talk to you later.”