Fast Lane

by Jennis Slaughter

  Instinctively, Addison slid her hands under each of Sam’s ass cheeks and pulled her hips closer as her tongue slid deep inside of Sam. Her nose accidentally nudged her clit.

  Sam’s head rolled from side to side and she kept one hand on Addison’s head, her fingers had a fist full of hair.

  Addison refused to let up until Sam made her stop, she had no idea when to stop otherwise. All she knew was that she had to please her, to make her feel good. That was her only mission at the moment.

  As another orgasm rolled through her, Sam tugged on the hair. “No more...please...come up here.”

  The redhead pulled back with a smile, licking her lips, Addison slid up next to Sam. “Did I do something wrong?” she asked blushing; she pushed a piece of hair behind her ear.

  Shaking her head, Sam hastened to reassure her lover, “You did absolutely, positively, nothing wrong. I promise.”

  “Okay.” Addison smiled; she carefully leaned forward to see if Sam would allow her to kiss her. She didn’t know if that was proper etiquette in the lesbian world.

  “Kiss me Addi...I need your lips on mine,” Sam growled.

  Addison crushed their lips together passionately as she pulled the blonde’s hips to her own, rolling Sam onto her back; she straddled her hips kissing her until she needed to break for air. “How was that? I mean what I did with my mouth?”

  “You did it perfectly, and I loved it, but I have to ask. Why?” Tiny tremors were still going through the blonde’s body, and she couldn’t stop herself from grinding into the younger woman.

  “Well, I just kind of went by instinct really. And curiosity, I wanted to know how you really tasted.” Addi grinned looking down at Sam. “Do you want more?” she asked wickedly.

  Sam smiled up at the grinning woman. “I would love some more, but we do have things we have to do today. Maybe we can continue this later tonight.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

  “Later tonight sounds really good.” Addi smiled, hopping off Sam, walking backwards towards her bathroom. “I have some shopping to do, but I’m sure there is business to attend to as well.”

  “Yes, we have to watch race videos. I want you to know that track frontwards, backwards and every other way. This is your first race as a driver for Dupree and I want you to make a splash. Let people know that you mean business.” Sam sat up slowly and hung her legs off the side of the bed, waiting a moment as blood moved back to where it was supposed to be.

  Addison reappeared from the bathroom naked wrapped in a white towel. “I won’t let you down Sam. After the videos, I want to go to the track and walk it by foot a few times. That helped a lot in NASCAR,” Addi explained brushing her curls out prepping for her shower.

  “Okay...can I shower with you?” Sam asked.

  The redhead blushed and bit her lip before nodding slowly. “Yes,” she whispered.

  Sam stood up to walk over to the young woman and tugged at the towel. “Are you comfortable with me seeing you naked?”

  “I-I-I don’t know,” Addison admitted shyly. “I’ve never let anyone see me naked, or touch me,” she rambled, turning redder by the moment. “What if you don’t think I look good?”

  “Addi...” Sam sighed. She didn’t want to admit this...not yet. Instead, she said, “I already know that you’re a beautiful woman, and I like you very much. Remember I saw you in the RV in Germany.”

  Addi smiled knowing what Sam was trying to say without saying it. “Yeah, but no touching though, I’m not ready for that.” She made sure Sam understood her on that point; she wasn’t ready for any kind of physical contact yet.

  “No touching, I’ll be in one corner and you’ll be in the other.” Sam smiled and headed into the bathroom to turn on the shower. After finding a comfortable temperature, she got in and let the water cascade over her head and body.

  “Um...yeah...no touching. Corners. Yep,” Addison muttered as she stared at the water rushing over Sam’s perfect body. Shaking her head, Addison slowly unwrapped the towel from her body and stepped under the other showerhead.

  As the water poured over Addison’s body, Sam could see the true work that was put in all those times she’d watched the redhead walk into a gym. Droplets slid down defined arms to a chest complete with full B-cup breasts with small pink nipples. Her stomach was completely flat, lined with muscular indentions indicative of a six-pack. Her hips gave way to a completely shaven sex, and toned sculpted legs.

  Her mouth dropping open, Sam couldn’t help but stare. She was so in over her head. Without thinking, her hand made its way down to her own sex.

  “Sam?” Addison whispered softly, curious why Sam was touching herself. She had just spent half the morning making love to her.

  “Just stay right there Addi...I’m doing what I want to do with you...you are so beautiful,” the blonde admitted.

  The smaller woman tilted her head to the side with a simple smile before she walked up close enough to pin Sam between her naked body and the tile wall of the shower. “Keep going Sam,” she whispered, kissing the blonde’s lips softly.

  Biting her bottom lip, Sam didn’t let her eyes stray from Addi’s as her fingers slipped inside herself, letting her thumb graze her clit.

  “I’m nowhere near as beautiful as you are Sam, I could never be as perfect as you are.” Addison smiled softly as her hands slid down to Sam’s hips and pulled their bodies together. Her hips moved with Sam’s to make the blonde’s fingers slide deeper into her core.

  “Aw...Addi...” Sam let her head fall forward to rest on Addison’s shoulders, kissing the neck that was right there. “You are very beautiful, and I am nowhere near perfect.”

  “To me, you are. A woman like you only existed in my dreams until I started working for you,” Addison whispered as her hands drifted up and down Sam’s back, rubbing here and there.

  Sam pressed against the shorter woman, pushing her hand and her hips against Addison. She gasped as her knuckles accidently rubbed against the woman’s mons. “I’m sorry.”

  Addison blushed and shivered in Sam’s arms. “One day you won’t have to be sorry,” Addison whispered, brushing her lips against Sam’s before crushing their lips together in a passionate kiss. One of her hands dropped and she began to rub the blonde’s clit in a circular motion while Sam used her fingers to bring herself to release.

  Her release brought the blonde to her knees, gasping for air as tremors rolled through her once more. “Addi....”

  The redhead smiled down at Sam as she ran her hands over the blonde’s hair and shoulders. “Are you okay, Sugar?” she asked softly as Sam trembled.

  Looking up, Sam smiled. “I am fine. Never been better.”

  “I’ll have to agree to you being fine.” Addison winked as she kneeled like the blonde. “Do you want me to bathe you, Sammie?” she asked, trailing a fingertip over soft lips.

  “Darlin’, if you touch me again, I won’t be able to do anything else for the rest of the day. I love the way that you touch me.” Sam leaned forward, lightly kissing the young woman.

  Addison laughed softly before kissing Sam back and helping the older woman to her feet. The redhead bathed quickly and washed her hair before reaching for a towel. “I’ll stop distracting you so you can shower. Don’t forget to wash behind your ears, Darlin’...” Addi teased, before hopping out of the shower.

  Sitting on the bench that was thankfully built into the shower, Sam leaned back and sighed. Her body was still thrumming from her orgasm, and her breathing was slow in returning to normal. Addison was an adventurous lover and she was looking forward to seeing how she handled being made love to.

  Dropping her head forward, letting the water hit her and shoulders, Sam became fearful that maybe she was pushing the woman too fast. Maybe she should take a step back and let Addi do what she wanted, but then she thought about how she woke up that morning. She hadn’t asked Addi to do that, she had done it on her own. Shaking her head, she decided to let the driver do what she wanted, but to make sur
e that neither one of them would be hurt.

  Cleaning herself, she turned off the water, dried herself, and wrapped the towel around herself to walk into the bedroom.

  The redhead was bending over in a thong to pick up Sam’s sleep clothes off the floor. Addison slowly stood back up and dropped the items in the blonde’s suitcase before reaching for a pair of jeans to pull on. Turning around, she saw Sam standing in a towel and grinned. “I wish you didn’t have to get dressed,” Addi admitted pulling on the pair of skinny jeans and reaching for a shirt to wear.

  “I need to put some clothes on and get to work. We have a race to run tomorrow afternoon and I want to beat the Italians.” Sam walked past Addison and went over to her closet to grab a pair of jeans and an Oxford shirt; pulling them on before sliding her feet into some loafers.

  Realizing that Sam was all business now, Addison ducked her head and pulled on a low cut tee shirt and slipped her feet into some heels. Addison spent the next three hours going over the race videos, photographs of every turn, she thought her head would burst, but still she kept on. If Sam could do it, she could do it. “Maybe I should go down to the track?” Addi asked, after the third hour.

  Leaning back and rolling her shoulders, Sam agreed. “Yeah, let’s walk it and then we’ll head to the pool and relax a bit before your surprise.”

  The two drivers were accompanied to the track by Sven along with Arnie and Sam’s personal assistant Nick. Addison and Sam walked side-by-side down the track, committing every turn, every inch of pavement, to memory.

  When the sun became unbearable, Addison called it quits for the day. “Hey Sam, I’m going to have Sven take me to get a bathing suit really quick. Can I meet you back at the pool on the roof of the hotel?”

  “Sure...take your time. I’ll get in a few laps before you get there.” Sam grinned at the redhead, imaging her in a bikini.

  “I’m sure by the time I return you’ll have the pool staff bowing to your every whim.” Addison smiled back, she wanted to grab the blonde by the collar and kiss her in front of everyone, but instead she just put her hands behind her back. “See you in about an hour. Don’t have too much fun while I’m gone.” Addi winked before leaving, Sven only a shadow behind her, black sunglasses in place coolly. Sam knew that the man was armed in case things ever got that bad.

  Sam enjoyed the view of the young woman walking away, letting her eyes roam over the lithe body and the lovely way that it swayed. “Nick...I think that we need to talk.”

  Her personal assistant hummed in the back of his throat, expertly juggling a satchel over one shoulder that contained two IPads plus the two IPhones in his hands. “What have you done now?” he asked distractedly. “Misplaced your dry cleaning? What did you lose?” His snarky remarks always made Samantha think of some bitchy queen, but of course that was Nick. Bitchy got things done.

  “I’m sleeping with my blocker,” Sam answered coolly with her arms crossed over her chest, awaiting his response.

  “Funny, really funny Sam.” Nick laughed for a full five seconds, making sure that Sam’s schedule was free for the evening. She wanted to lay at the pool with Addison. Wait a minute; she was spending every second with that girl. His brown eyes widened and he looked up at his boss. “Ms. Dupree...please tell me you are joking.” He waved an iPhone in the air, getting deeper into diva mode.

  “Nope...and I need for you and the PR to be prepared if rumors get started. We are going to try to keep this to ourselves for as long as we can, but you know how things get out.” The blonde started walking towards the hotel. “I know that Sven has probably figured things out, but I wanted you in the loop also.”

  “I thought she was a virgin. That Addison got hired for being squeaky clean and having a great work ethic, not sleeping her way to the top.” Nick moaned, putting a call into the PR firm, getting a voicemail and then hanging up. He needed to do damage control immediately long before wind of this got to the press.

  Sam walked up to the man with fire in her eyes. “She still is a virgin, and will stay that way for as long as possible. I said I was sleeping with her...not fucking her.” She took a step back and ran a hand through her hair. “I really care for her Nick...you knew that I went to the school to spy on her. I know I told you that I was concerned that she was goofing off, but I just wanted to watch her. She’s special.”

  “Oh Christ, fuck! Sam. You’re not just sleeping with her, Darlin’.....” Nick reached out and fixed Sam’s hair back to the way that it needed to be. “You’re fallin’ in love with her...” his accent was so much more pronounced than hers, but it still had a prissy sound to it. “She’s cute though, and sweet. A little too innocent for the likes of your reputation though,” he scolded a second later after fixing her appearance.

  “Fell...hook, line and sinker, but I haven’t told her yet. I haven’t touched her Nick. I’m letting her do things at her own pace...in fact, I’m not asking her to do anything, she’s doing things all on her own.” They continued walking back to the hotel.

  “Oh girl, you better tell me everything. We need to pow wow.” He made quotation marks with his well-manicured fingernails, looking serious. “And you haven’t touched her? Holy smokes, you are toast. What sort of things is little Ms. Innocent up to?” Nick was curious; he’d spent some time with the young blocker, and she was adorable, but horribly naive.

  “None of your business. I’m just giving you a heads up, in case. You are not getting details.” Sam smiled at her longest employee. Nicholas Bouchard had literally tackled her one afternoon while they were both at Yale, and they had been friends ever since.

  “Ooo, that’s too bad, I want them. And you’ll give them to me later, because if you marry this virgin, I’m planning the bachelorette party!” Nick swiped at her playfully as they were finally coming up to the hotel. “So I take it, corral your PR firm into letting you date her? That’s no dice and you know it, they want you to play the Casanova, it’s how you get the press.”

  “I know...I just wanted someone on my side before all of this hit the fan. Tell them to keep her out of it as long as they can. I have no idea what her father will do if it hits the papers. You might want to keep someone on him for a while. He’s a mean SOB, and I wouldn’t put it past him to try something. Do you know if he’s gone back to his family or has Mrs. McCloud started divorce proceedings?”

  The gay man gave Sam a scathing look before pushing the button in the elevator for the Presidential Suite. He wondered if Sam and Addi slept in the same bed; she had said they were sleeping together. “The divorce papers were served about three weeks ago. Addison’s mother, who is very sweet by the way, has a nice little nest egg of about a million dollars, and it’s still growing as Addison is still putting money into it. We’re watching her family closely, making sure that James doesn’t show up again. He did once but, a neighbor was there and he was tossed off the property,” Nick explained as the elevator stopped on the top floor.

  “I take it...you and Addison are taking things slow then? I’ll do my best to keep it out of the press, but let’s keep it the way it’s been going. You’re the bad girl; the rebel of F1 and she’s obviously the goody two shoes of the sport. It’s perfect, no one will have any idea you’re in her panties.” He smiled, knowing Sam would say something back.

  Whirling around, before she knew it, Sam had the man against the wall with her hand on his chest, growling, “I am not in her panties. Do you understand that? I have not touched her.” She pushed herself away from him and walked to the end of the hall with her hands on her hips. “I think that I’m in love with her, damn it.”

  The assistant hurriedly fixed his Armani dress shirt, tucking it back into his slacks before rushing to unlock Sam’s suite for her. Walking inside, he was happy that Addison would be gone for a while. “It’s just shocking to hear you talk about a woman like this, you go through them so quickly. After Becca, I knew something was up though.” He poured her a stiff Jack and slid it across the bar opening up her
schedule.

  “Becca was a bitch and too demanding. I trusted her about as far as I could spit.” She walked into the room, grabbed the glass, and raised it to her mouth before she paused, “What do you mean that James showed up?”

  “Yeah, he showed up about three weeks after Addison left for Europe, trying to get back in with the family. The neighbor, Charlie Blanton was there, helping Addi’s brother Clint, fix some plumbing and he tossed him out on his ass and he’s never been back,” Nick explained as he scrolled through the IPad, going through her evening plans. “Didn’t you say you wanted the evening off, no VIP access to any nightclubs right?”

  “No, no nightclubs tonight. We are going to the Night Safari at the zoo. Oh, and I need you to find me a really nice camera to get her. Arnie mentioned once that she likes to take pictures.” She downed the liquor in a single gulp. The prissy assistant smiled.

  “Trying to romance, and spoil her at once; I like it. Consider it done.” Nick scrolled through some websites. “Do you want it before tonight? Gift wrapped?” Nick asked sweetly, making sure to have several windows up. He reserved the Night Safari, quickly dropping Sam’s name into the mix and the right people were already taking care of it. Zero press went without saying.

  “Yes, gift wrapped and unless you want to see me in all my splendor, you might want to leave. I’m changing to go up to the pool.”

  Sam started unbuttoning her shirt as she headed towards her bedroom.

  “Darlin’, you ain’t got nothing I want to see so I’m out of here.” Nick grabbed all of his electronics and hustled out the door. He shared a room with that monster Sven, and it was nice to be alone when the man wasn’t cleaning his gun.

  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

  Addison rushed into the Presidential Suite, all but tearing off her clothes. She’d found the perfect bathing suit, one she thought was nice and not all too revealing, but sexy all the same without being tacky. Sven stayed outside of the door, sitting in a chair with Deuce. Shoving down jeans, panties, and tearing off her bra and shirt, Addison jumped on the bed in her room, pulling the bikini out of the bag. The suit was white with silver rings connecting the pieces instead of ties, and gave a seamless look. She laid it out before going to shower and shave her legs. It took her a good twenty minutes to shave everything, front to back. Finally satisfied, Addison put on the bathing suit, tied on a robe, picked up her IPod and nervously went back up the elevator.