by Amy Polino
They kissed for a minute, and then Lonna shifted on the bed, pulling Abbie down so that they were lying across it. Abbie removed her bra and threw it across the room. Lonna then lowered her head and began working on Abbie’s breasts, squeezing them and sucking the nipples into her mouth. They were slightly smaller than her own, but much more firm. She loved the feel of them in her hands and in her mouth.
Abbie moaned, rolling around on the bed, her fingers in Lonna’s hair. “Oh, god, Lonna. That’s so nice.”
“It sure is.” She went back and forth for a minute, sucking on one and then the other. She pressed them together and began sucking both nipples at the same time.
Abbie slipped her hand into her panties and began fingering herself. “I think it’s pretty safe to assume this is the best birthday I’ll ever have.”
Lonna released Abbie’s breasts and rose up, kissing her on the mouth. “Don’t assume any such thing, sweetie. As far as you know, next year we’ll be spending your birthday on the beaches of Brazil.”
Abbie lifted her head, smiling. “Really?”
Lonna smiled back. “Who knows?”
“That would be wonderful!”
“It sure would. Imagine --” Lonna noticed Abbie’s hand was tucked into her underwear. She slapped it playfully. “Hey! No fair!”
Abbie giggled, pulling her hand out.
Darting her head forward, Lonna took Abbie’s fingers into her mouth and began sucking on them, at the same time tugging down Abbie’s panties. She got them down around her knees and Abbie lifted her feet, helping to remove them. Once they were on the floor, Lonna climbed off the bed and grabbed Abbie’s ankles, spreading her legs apart and gazing down between them.
“See something you like?” Abbie asked.
Lonna smiled at her. “It seems I’m still a little bit hungry after all.” She lowered her face down into Abbie’s crotch and went to work.
Abbie wrapped her legs around Lonna’s head, her feet on her back. “Oh, Lonna! You’re so --”
A sudden knocking on the door startled them both. “Hey, you guys still eating?”
Abbie and Lonna looked at each other and laughed. From between Abbie’s legs, Lonna yelled, “Yes!”
“It’s been half an hour.”
“Go away!” Abbie yelled.
“You can’t stay in there all night.”
“Please,” Lonna said. “Give us some time. We’re trying to get to know each other better.”
Abbie lay her head back down, covering her mouth and giggling.
“Why don’t you come out here? I don’t like this hiding stuff.”
“I’ll be out later,” Lonna said angrily. “Leave us alone for a little while.”
“Jesus Christ. What about the cake?”
Abbie looked at Lonna. “Cake?”
“I bought you a birthday cake.”
She smiled. “You did?”
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”
Abbie sat up and pulled Lonna into a kiss. “Thank you so much, Lonna.”
“You’re very welcome, birthday girl.” Lonna settled down on top of her and they began kissing, their arms enveloping each other.
Rick knocked again. “What about the cake?” he said louder. “I want mine now.”
Abbie lifted her head. “LEAVE MY FUCKING CAKE ALONE!”
“When the hell are we going to have it?” he asked.
“YOU’RE NOT GETTING ANY!” she screamed.
Lonna climbed off the bed and yelled at him through the door. “Would you please leave us alone? You’re ruining her birthday! Can’t you sense that?”
“I just want some goddamn cake!”
Abbie leaped up and grabbed her boots from the corner, hurling them at the door. They made a tremendous crash. “LEAVE MY FUCKING CAKE ALONE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! STOP TORTURING US!”
“Jesus Christ!” he yelled again. “What the fuck is wrong with you bitches?”
“FUCK YOU!” Abbie screamed.
“Fucking shit,” Rick mumbled. Seconds later they heard things being slammed around in the other room.
Lonna went to Abbie and wrapped her arms around her. She was trembling. “I’m sorry, honey.”
Abbie hugged her back, rubbing her face on Lonna’s shoulder. “There’s nothing for you to be sorry about. I’m just so glad you’re here with me.”
“Me, too.”
They held each other for a long time, wondering what they were going to do.
Chapter 14
After a few minutes, when the tension had settled and they once more felt comfortable, Lonna turned off the light. She then removed her blouse and bra, and the two of them returned to the bed. The erotic mood that had existed only minutes before had been ruined by Rick, but Abbie and Lonna felt closer than ever. Abbie stripped off her stockings so that they were each down to only their underwear, and they pulled the sheet and comforter over them, holding each other and resting their heads on the soft pillow. They tangled their legs together and kissed softly in the dark room.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” Abbie asked.
“Yes.”
“You don’t think he’ll start banging again?”
“I know he will. I’ll stay with you anyway.”
Abbie kissed her. “Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”
They closed their eyes and relaxed, their heads close enough together so that they could feel each other’s soft breath on their faces. There was not a lot of room in the twin-sized bed, but there was enough, and they were very comfortable together. After several minutes they drifted off to sleep and didn’t wake up until almost an hour later, when Rick began knocking on the door again.
Abbie shifted, pulling her arm from beneath Lonna’s neck. “What the hell,” she whispered.
Lonna lifted her head. “Sounds like he’s at it again.”
From the other side of the door came Rick’s voice. “I’ve had about enough of this. Open this door.”
“Go away!” Abbie yelled.
“No! Open up! No more games!”
“Something tells me he’s going to need to be dealt with,” Lonna said quietly.
“What should we do?”
“I don’t know.” She climbed out of bed and began rummaging on the floor for her clothing.
“You’re not leaving me, are you?”
“No, honey. I just need to --”
Rick pounded the door. “Open up! I’m going to take this door right off the hinges if you two don’t open it!”
“Hang on!” Lonna screamed. “Give me a fucking minute!”
“Open it now!”
Abbie slipped out of bed and began looking for something to put on. “God, I hate this asshole more and more every hour.”
“I can hear you in there, you know,” Rick said.
“Who gives a shit?” yelled Abbie.
“Open up!”
Lonna had her pants and blouse back on . She looked over at Abbie, who was pulling on a t-shirt, her legs still bare. She waited until Abbie had the shirt completely on, and then unlocked the door.
It opened at once, Rick shoving it forward and poking his head in. He quickly surveyed the room. “What the hell are you two doing in here?”
Lonna clutched her throat, grimacing painfully. “I fell asleep on the floor. What the hell is the problem?”
He looked from Lonna to Abbie and back again. “Since when the hell do the two of you get along so well, anyhow?”
Abbie glared at him, not saying a word.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Lonna croaked. She wasn’t sure how well her sore throat act was coming off, but didn’t want to abandon it if she didn’t have to. “I came in to bring her dinner, remember?”
“Yeah. But that was a couple hours ago. What are you still doing in here?”
“I told you, I fell asleep on the floor. I feel like shit.”
He looked at her. “Why don’t you lay down in your bed? Why Abbie’s floor?”
“Because it’s her birthday! I didn’t want to leave her alone, and you keep making her feel worse.”
“Something funny is going on. I can feel it.”
“What the hell do you think we’re doing?” Abbie asked angrily. “Shooting heroine?”
“I don’t know what you’re doing.” His eyes scanned the room again, trying to figure it out. “Two days ago I couldn’t get you two to eat dinner in the same room, and now you’re both hiding out in here together. You have to admit, it’s suspicious. What the hell is that?”
Lonna followed his gaze and saw he’d discovered the iPad. She rubbed her throat some more. “Just a little something I picked up for Abbie’s birthday. Why don’t you --”
“Is that an iPad?”
“I got it on sale,” Lonna offered. “Half price, used.”
Rick looked suddenly furious. “Why didn’t you tell me about this? I specifically told you I’m not getting her one of those!”
“You didn’t!” Abbie yelled. “Lonna did! Fucking asshole!”
He turned to her. “You stay quiet! This is between me and Lonna!”
“Leave her alone! Don’t fucking yell at her for buying me a birthday present!”
“I said to stay quiet!”
“Fuck you!”
Rick made a sudden move as if to hit her, and Abbie flinched, ducking her head.
“Don’t you dare!” Lonna screamed.
He turned to her. “That sore throat really seems to come and go.”
“It hurts like hell! I can still use it. I can’t believe you were going to hit her!”
“I wasn’t. I was just trying to scare her, so she’ll stop yelling ’fuck you’ at me.”
“Pretending to hit her isn’t likely to accomplish that. Why the hell don’t you try being nice, instead?”
Rick stared at her. “I want to know about this iPad. Why would you buy her such a thing?”
“Because she needs it for school. And because I care about her.”
“Since when?”
“Since always. We’ve just recently started getting along better, and now you seem outraged by it. It makes no sense!”
“I’m outraged because the two of you are hiding something. Don’t pretend you’re not. You don’t come in here hanging out and eating dinner and falling asleep.”
“I did tonight. For the first time. How does that constitute hiding something? You should try listening to yourself. Just what is it you think we’re hiding, anyway?”
“Well, you were hiding that computer, for one.”
“Only because I knew you’d get mad. But she needs it.”
“She does not.”
“I do so!” Abbie shouted. “You never fucking listen to me!”
He looked at them in turn. “So that’s what this is all about? That stupid computer?”
Lonna nodded. “I was trying to help her set it up. We weren’t going to tell you about it.”
Rick seemed to relax slightly. “You could have told me. I didn’t know you could get them for half price. You should have told me before you even bought it.”
“It was my money. And I just bought it yesterday at work. A friend of mine in the other office got a new one, and sold me her old one.” Lonna was impressed with her ability to fabricate convincingly on the spot. She’d never really done it before.
“I know you’re going to be pissed off at me when I pass my classes now,” Abbie said coldly. “But I think it makes more sense this way.”
“I was never against you having the computer,” he said. “My point was that it was too expensive for a birthday gift. If I’d have known about getting them used, I probably would have. You had me convinced you needed the newest and best one.”
“I just needed one,” Abbie said. “Now I have one. You don’t have to think about it anymore.”
Rick sighed, looking around the room. He seemed relatively satisfied, but not ready to admit it.
“I’m really curious,” Lonna said. “Just what it was you thought we were up to in here.”
“I had no idea.”
“Well now you know,” Abbie said. “Could you please leave now?”
He looked at her. “Yeah.” He turned to Lonna. “But I don’t want you sleeping in here. And I don’t want you bringing booze in here again, either.”
“Yes, master,” she said.
“I don’t mean it like that. It’s just wrong.”
Lonna nodded. “I get it. But there’s one thing you should keep in mind.”
“What’s that?”
“You’re my husband. Not my father. I don’t appreciate being told what to do. And if you think I’m not going to come in here and visit my stepdaughter whenever I damn well please, then we’ve got a big problem.”
Rick was silent a moment. “I didn’t say you couldn’t visit her. I said you can’t sleep in here or bring in those vodka drinks.”
“Or what?”
“Or nothing. Just don’t do it.”
“We’re supposed to be equal partners. I have the right to sleep in here if want to.”
He flapped his arms. “I don’t like it! Why would you even want to?”
“That’s irrelevant.”
“Not to me, it’s not.”
“I’m her stepmother. I have every right to spend as much time with her as I want.”
“Alright, I’m getting tired of this now. No one said you can’t spend time with her. Let’s go in the living room, I’m not standing here all night.”
“Goodbye!” Abbie said loudly. She waved at him.
“I’m going. Why don’t you two take that thing in the living room and play with it there? You don’t need to hide it anymore.”
“Will we get to sit near you and listen to your bullshit?”
“You’re got a little bit of an attitude problem, Abbie.”
“I wonder where she gets it?” Lonna asked.
“Let’s not start this whole thing all over again. I just don’t want you two shut up in here.” He paused for a moment, thinking. He looked at Lonna. “Were you going to cut that cake up any time soon?”
“It’s Abbie’s cake.”
“I don’t want you having any,” Abbie told him. “It’s not something you need, and it’s far too expensive.”
He nodded. “Alright. Fair enough. A brat to the very end. Let’s break up this little party.” He stepped out the door and marched down the hall, muttering to himself.
Lonna immediately swung the door so that it was almost closed, but not quite. Then she stepped over to Abbie and the two of them embraced. “Well done, sweetie.”
“Same to you.”
They shared a kiss and Lonna reached down, slipping her hands into the back of Abbie’s panties and squeezing her ass. “I love the way you stand up to him,” she whispered.
“I love hearing you stick up for me. It makes me feel like you really care.”
“I do care.”
“I know.” Abbie reached up and began massaging Lonna’s breast through her blouse. “Hey, he never even noticed you weren’t wearing your bra. You can see your pretty little nipples right through this fabric.”
“I guess he didn’t look.”
“I couldn’t stop.”
They kissed again, deeply, hugging each other very tight. Then they stepped back, both smiling. “You want some birthday cake?” Lonna asked.
“If you have some with me.”
“I’d love to.” Lonna spent a minute putting her bra on. Then the two of them gathered their dinner things and Abbie opened the door.
* * *
As they were passing through the living room, Rick stared at them from the couch. “Hey, is there any of that Chinese food left?”
“A little,” Lonna said.
He jumped up and followed them into the kitchen. When
Lonna put the paper bag on the table, Rick grabbed it and tested it’s weight. “There’s still quite a bit here. You mind if I finish it?”
“Go ahead. It’s mostly rice.”
He shrugged, stepping over to the silverware drawer and taking a fork. He watched them put their dishes in the sink and then slunk away, back to the couch.
Lonna opened the refrigerator and moved some containers of yogurt and cans of soda out of the way on the bottom shelf, revealing a cake box. She slid it out and set it on the table.
Abbie watched her, smiling. She peeked through the cellophane window in the box top and saw her name written on the cake. “Wow! You had it made special!”
“I would have preferred to make you one myself. Next year, I will.”
Rick was unable to see them from the couch, and they snuck in a quick kiss.
Lonna went to the drawer and selected a knife and a couple of forks. Abbie took two small plates from the cabinet and set them on the table.
“You’re really not going to let him have any?” she asked.
“I don’t know. Should I?”
“It’s your cake. You decide.” Lonna lifted the lid and revealed the cake, which was covered in white frosting with a pink border and “Happy Birthday Abbie” written across it in script.
“It’s beautiful, Lonna. Thank you so much.”
Lonna kissed her again. “You’re welcome. And happy birthday.”
“You made it so special!” she whispered.
Lonna smiled and lowered the flaps on the cake box, giving her better access to it. “Did you want some candles to blow out?”
Abbie shook her head. “No. Just a piece of cake.”
“Alright.” Lonna cut into it, first dividing the cake in half and then cutting two big wedges and transferring them to plates. “What about dad?”
Abbie thought about it and then shrugged. She got another plate from the cabinet and brought it to the table, setting it down. “Just a real small piece,” she whispered. “So he doesn’t keep peeking in and asking about it.”
Lonna nodded and cut a small piece, half the size of the others, and set it on the new plate. “He’ll probably finish off the whole cake anyway, during the night.”