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Mid-Life in Crisis

By: Myhands316



Author's notes: Sorry it has taken me so long to post something new. After months of tearing out my flooded kitchen, I was finally able to sneak into to my office and get some writing done. To get this posted before the next big project comes up, I haven't been able to send it to my usual editors for clean up. Only my loving wife has edited this. So, if there are mistakes, I take full responsibility. I hope you enjoy this little story, and please remember to vote. I appreciate any and all constructive comments. 

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The alarm blared in her ear again. She sighed, as she hit the snooze button, not looking forward to waking her husband to get him ready for work. She knew he had been drinking again and didn't want to put up with his foul breath or mood again. 

She started to doze again until she felt his hand reach over and roughly grab her breast and pull at her nipple. She wanted to cry but tried to put a good face on things. At least he was still interested. She felt his hard dick poke her in the ass as his hips trust at her. 

"Come on Sheila; give me a quick fuck before I have to go home." He mumbled and came all over her ass. 

She shoved her elbow into his ribs, not caring anymore. "Get up Frank; it's time to take your lazy ass to work!" She hissed shoving him to the edge of the bed. 

"What the fuck? What'd I do this time?" He groggily asked as he put his feet down on the wood floor.

"It's time to get up. If you're late again, your boss will fire you and you're too old to go back out on the job market again." Stella Patten told her husband, as she hid her tears. 

"No reason to be all bitchy about it. You going into the pause? All you do is bitch at me anymore. I know you're getting too old for that PMS bullshit you used to pull." The pudgy, balding, Frank said, as he scratched his cum coated balls and shuffled into the master bath. 

Stella quietly cried into her pillow as she heard the shower come on. Deep down she knew the once love of her life, was having an affair. She even suspected who, but until that morning, she didn't know it for a fact. Not that it changed anything. She knew she couldn't get a divorce. She didn't believe in divorce. She just didn't know what she could do to make things better. 

After getting up, she looked deep into her coffee cup, wishing for an answer, as Frank came in and gave her a perfunctory kiss and told her. "I'll be late, so don't hold dinner. I'll grab a burger or something." Then left without a backward glance. 

"Yeah, I bet! Sheila's fur burger and thighs... fucking asshole!" Stella said and ignored the tear sliding her cheek. 

"Happy fucking birthday Stella, you're forty two today. And what did your loving husband give you?" She asked the air bitterly. "Oh, not much; just proof he's been fucking around and blowing the vacation money on his tramp assistant, the fat fucking slut Sheila." She smiled bitterly and tossed her coffee into the sink, not caring as the cup shattered.

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Later that day, Stella was working out her anger at the gym. It was her only extravagance. The rest of the money went into their children's college funds and paying of the vacation rental Frank just had to have, to show what a success he was. It was where he took his clients for some down time. Hell, Stella hadn't seen the inside of the place in over three years. 

"Do you want to talk about it?" A voice said next to her, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Not really." She said and added speed to the stationary bike she was riding.

"Sweetheart, if you don't, they'll make you pay for the bike your about to break in your anger. Come on, it's me...." The tall brunette woman put her hand on Stella's arm in a friendly manner.

"I'm sorry Karney, Just a bad day." She slowed the bike back to something close to normal and sat up to wipe the sweat off her face. 

"But it's your birthday... what happened since yesterday when you found out they were planning a surprise party?" She offered her friend her bottle of water.

"Nothing much really.... Frank finally let it slip, while he was waking up, that he's been fucking his assistant. I doubt he even remembers it's my birthday, as he's out fucking that bitch. He called off work today, saying he had an appointment. But he left early and told me he would be late and not to hold dinner." If she didn't smile, she would have bust out crying again.

"Fuck me!" Karney Scott said, as her eyes bulged out. 

"Sweetie, that's probably the best offer I've had in a long time..." Stella smiled sadly. "But you know I don't swing that way. Besides I'm still married." She looked at the tight body of her friend and wondered again what it would be like to succumb to her curiosity. She had to admit Karney looked great.

Karney's nipples hardened at the frank appraisal from her friend. She felt the tingle all the way down her five foot ten frame. She, like so many others, had lived through a very bad marriage before realizing she was a lesbian. 

It almost killed her before she was able to do anything about it. She remembered the day she looked in the mirror and couldn't see a way out. She remembered throwing the handful of pills against the mirror and deciding enough was enough.

After that and her messy divorce, she took the proceeds and bought herself a new attitude. After a year of therapy, a lot of hard work, and just a little bit of surgery, no one from her past would ever recognize her from the frumpy dowdy person she used to be. 

"Are you going to divorce him?" Karney asked softly.

"I can't; it's against everythng I believe in." She smiled again sadly. "When I said 'I do' it was for life...." She sighed and forced the tears back. "And, I don't think he's going to come up and tell me one day that he wants a divorce so he can marry her. So, I'm just stuck." Stella got off the bike and handed Karney back her water bottle. 

"Why don't you just leave him? I know you make more money than he does. I've read some of your work. Just because you don't have to go to the office every day doesn't detract from your contribution to the earnings. Let him pay for that fucking lover's nest he had to have. You know that where he's at don't you?" Karney said in instant defense of her friend.

Karney shut her mouth before she let the cat out of the bag. She didn't think her friend would appreciate the interference. But she would offer the information her brother, the investigator, had collected. She had tried to let enough little slips happen so Stella knew what was going on, but she didn't want to ruin her marriage just because she had the hots for the fiery Stella. 

"Yeah, I know... but I promised, for better or worse. Until death do we part... you know the drill." She started walking to the showers, Karney right behind her. As they entered, Karney pulled her her into the last stall. It was big enough for two. 

"Here, let me relax you a bit before you have to face the kids." Karney offered. 

Stella didn't hesitate and she stripped off her sweaty unitard and workout gear. They had shared showers before. She relaxed as her taller friend started washing her hair. 

"God, it's been forever since someone has washed my hair for me. I've been thinking about cutting it short like yours." 

"Never... perish the though. Keep it long. Short hair wouldn't look right on you." Karney said and she ran her hands through it. She wasn't ready for the flash of passion as her innocent friend leaned back against her and made contact with her hardening nipples.

Yes, she had day and night dreams about making love to Stella. She has since she met Stella over two years before. She accepted that they could only be friends, and so far they hadn't crossed any lines, even with their shared showers. 

Karney pulled Stella's hair back and started rubbing her shoulders. She was so tempted to lean in and taste just once. 

She knew Stella still saw the dumpy housewife of two years ago in the mirror, not the hot tight body she had worked so hard to become. Karney didn't even think she recognized the looks from both sexes as she passed. All Karney knew was that she would love to cup her breasts and make love to Stella all night long. 

"I'll give you a year to stop." Stella said in a sigh, unaware of the conflict going on in her friends mind and body. She just relished in the felling of being wanted and touched with care. 

Her brain didn't respond and the slim fingers cupped her breast and lifted them. Stella sighed deeper and relaxed more into the relaxing sensations.

There comes a time when cognitive thought stops and the body just takes over. Karney unknowingly crossed that line, as all of a sudden her hands were full of Stella's soft breasts. 

Somewhere deep in her mind it registered that the nipples responded favorably to the caress and captured them. She pulled and coaxing them into full extension. She felt the moan through her own breasts and in her hands. Before she knew it, she leaned down and kissed the woman in her arms.

Stella's breath was coming fast and her mind swirled. She didn't know when this went form a friendly shared shower, to something else, but she had to stop it. She refused to cheat on her marriage. She needed to stop, no matter how good it felt to be loved or desired again. Why was she kissing her friend back? Why did she taste so good? Why was she so wet? Why....

"Stop...! Please stop!" Stella gasped out on the verge of orgasm. 

Karney saw the passion and the conflict in Stella's eyes. "I'm so sorry; I don't know what came over me." She tried to apologize.

"No, please don't be sorry, but we have to stop." Stella looked quizzically at her own hands and they slid up and down Karney's body, wanting to stroke and grasp. 

Stella fought the urge to lean in and capture the swollen nipple in front of her. Her head swam with images and passion she'd forgotten she possessed.  

"Are you sure you want to stop?" Karney asked, her flesh rising under Stella's hands.

"Want to... I don't know. Have to; yes!" Stella sighed and stepped away from her friend before she did something that would destroy any chance of them being friends or lovers again. 

"Are you sure?" Karney asked again wanting to reach out and consume the woman in front of her.

"Yes." Stella said simply and she placed a restraining hand in between Karney's breasts. "If we did this, no matter how good it felt, it would destroy everything. I will not be a cheater." She said with conviction.

"Why would this make you...?" Karney started to ask, but was stopped as Stella started speaking.

"If I cheat on Frank, and we ended up together, what would stop me from cheating on you or anyone else?" Stella asked with a confused look on her face. "I could never see you again, let alone be your friend. We have to stop, even if we don't want too." Stella looked at Karney's breasts, afraid to see the rejection on her friends face.  

Karney heard the 'we end up together' and hope flared inside of her. Stella did have feelings for her and then again, she also had a very valid point. 

"Okay... I understand." Karney reached out and hugged Stella one last time for now. "Let's get dressed and I'm taking you out for a birthday lunch. It will be my treat." She smiled down at Stella and playfully pinched her firm butt to get her moving. 

Stella took a few deep breaths and after she got dressed smiled at her friend. "Are you ready?" She tried to ignore the damp twitching between her legs and Karney put her arm around her and escorted her out of the gym. 

The rest of the afternoon went in a flash. Before she knew it, she was supposed to be going home to her surprise party. 

She acted suitably shocked when her kids and their friends jumped out and yelled 'Happy Birthday'. She even ignored the smell of wine and perfume, wafting off her husband, as he tried to act like the doting husband. 

She thanked her kids and let them loose in the back yard with the understanding that no one underage was to leave unless they were accompanied by an adult. 

The problem didn't start until Stella tried to go to bed. She was just going to shut off her light when Frank came in and announced. "You ready for some great birthday sex? I am." Frank said while rubbing his crotch.

She couldn't stop herself. "What? Didn't you get enough from your slut assistant? Wasn't eight hours of fucking her in our cabin enough for you today?" She spat out bitterly. 

The fight lasted until after midnight and with her going out and sleeping with the kids in the backyard, where she hoped the music was too loud for them to hear the fight and what it was about. 

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The frost lasted two weeks, with his constant denials and her refusing to listen to them. Even the kids knew something was wrong. Stella was just getting off the phone with her publisher when they cornered her in her office. 

All three of them, the twin sixteen year old boys, Brain and Ryan, and her fourteen year old daughter, Amy, asked at the same time. 

"Are you and Dad getting a divorce?"

"Yeah and who is this Sheila bimbo I've been hearing about?" Amy added, pissed.

"What... how... when..." She sighed. "No, as far as I know, your father and I are not getting a divorce. I will never file for one." She said with a slight emphasis on the word father. "And the only Sheila I know of is his office assistant. If she is a bimbo, has as of yet to be determined." She said trying to not involve her children in her and Frank's problems. 

"Yeah right; if she's his assistant, then why is she sending him beaver shots in his email?" Ryan asked aggitated. 

"What...!" Stella lurched forward.

"Come on mom, we know you're trying to protect us, but he's like being totally obvious about it. He even has the nerve to bring the bitch to my...." Brian said alos venting his anger. 

"Watch your mouth Brian. You know I'll not allow that language in my house. When and where do you...." She stopped and rubbed her eyes. "Alright, quit ganging up on me. How long and what do you know? And, let's do this one at a time!" She pinned them down with her mother's stare. "You first Ryan!" She pointed at her son. 

"Okay, I was working on the living room computer and found dads private email... well actually he forgot to sign out of it. Sooo, I did some snooping. The first email I got was from this 'sheila6969'. It was a beaver shot as she was shaving it. I closed it down and really didn't want to know about the porn my dad looks at." He said trailing off.

"Yea, and then I find this other cell in his coat, when he had me get his clothes ready for the cleaners. It has only one name on it." Amy paused for effect. "Sheila P." She crossed her arms and motioned to Brian.

"Yeah and at my last soccer match when you were at that writer's thing, he brought this blond with her tits almost hanging out of her top. Oh, they tried to act all innocent, but you could tell. They were sending out vibes a blind man could see." Brian gave a shutter as his sister took over again.

"So, after the big fight on your birthday..... We all got together and compared notes. I'm sorry mom, but I overheard some of the fight, and well, I had to use the bathroom and you were kinda loud...." Amy said looking down.

"Yeah and it's warmer at the north pole than it's been at home lately, so we just, well you always tell us to be open and honest with you." Ryan finished.

Stella sighed. "Yes, your father and I are having issues. No, I will not put you kids in the middle of our problems. This is the first and last time I will ever ask you information about this. No, it is against my beliefs to file for a divorce. When we married, I said 'I do' and all that implies." She sighed again. "I'm sorry you have had to learn of this the way you have."

"Why would have you hid it from us?" Brian asked irritated. 

"I would have kept you from the problem as much as I could. It is my job to protect you and let you grow up in a stable household. No I will never lie to you, but still... this is private matter between your father and I." She tried to reason with them.

"I'm sorry mom, but that's a load of bullshit and you know it!" Ryan said but stopped when Amy put her hand on his arm. 

"Stop it Ryan, at least one of our parents gives a shit about protecting us. It's not mom's fault dad is going through some stupid mid-life crisis. So, stop being a dick about it!" Ryan started to reply but again was stopped by his little sister.

"Look, Mom's done everything she could. She gone to the gym three to five time a week and has kept in shape. She wears nice clothes and does everything a man should want. You said it yourself. Half your friends are green with envy for having such a hot mom... a MILF I think is what Robby Peterson called her. If I'm not mistaken that mean a 'mother I'd like to fu.... Um have sex with." She blushed at the look from her mother. 

Stella blushed at the frank appraisal from her children. "That's beside the point. I'm not going to cheat on your father, and I refuse to discuss our problems with you kids. Thank you for your concern." She told them and meant it, as she tried to end the conversation. 

"What happened mom?" Brian asked confused. "When did things get so bad?" He wanted to know why his world was crashing down around him.

"I don't know. I don't think I'll ever really know, but it happens to a lot of couples as they get older. I had hoped to beat the odds and if I can still save my marriage, I will. Don't be too hard on your father, I'm sure in his mind, he has a very good reasons for what he's done. Give him a chance." She said forlornly. 

"Okay mom, just remember that we care." Amy said and started pushing her brothers out of the office.

"Well at least she won't be lonely unless she wants to be. Half the guys I know would love to take her out." One of the boys said as they walked down the hall.  

"Guys are such pigs. I can seriously understand why there are so many gay girls. Who would want to put up with your shit all the time?" Amy said, startling Stella. 

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Her mind was still in a fog as she went through her routine at the gym. "A penny for your thoughts." Karney said, keeping her tone friendly and ignoring the quick flush and tingly feeling between her legs.

"I just found out my kids know all about her." Stella said gripping the handle tighter as she tried to keep her focus.

"Oh, sorry. I know it sounds trite, but I know from experience, the wife is always the last to know. When you trust someone, it's hard to believe they would betray that trust." Karney said offering her water bottle again. 

"I just don't understand it. He bitched at me, about how flabby and fat I was getting, until I joined the gym. Then what does he do? He finds some chick with an ass as big as West Texas to fuck around with. Oh, sure her tits are a lot bigger than mine but still I didn't think I look that shabby since I've firmed up." She vented.

"Sweetheart you are a knockout. If you took time to look around, you would see and feel the eyes that follow you whenever you walk past. Most of the guys here would cream their jeans just to see you naked, let alone a chance to touch you. Hell, as we know from that shower, I'd love nothing more than to get to know you a whole lot better." She smiled wistfully. "But you made a good point. So I, like the rest of your adoring fans, will suffer in silence." She sighed and clasped her hands at her breasts. 

Stella laughed at the batted eyelashes and the tone. "Like you'd have to wait for someone like me, I've seen them drooling after you too sister." Stella was glad they got over the shower incident and were back to being friends. She also ignored the quick flashed of heat and tight nipples she felt in her friend's presence.  


Mid-Life in Crisis: Amy's Story



Authors notes; Hi again. Between rounds of fixing our house I was able to pull a few all nighters and get some writing done. Again, the only editing done, was accomplished by my loving wife. Knowing that more house work is coming, I'm posting it as is. If ther are mistakes, I'm sorry, but it wouldn't be able to post them otherwise. 

Please remember this is a cpywrited piece of work and all legal disclaimers apply. remember to take a second and vote or a minute and comment.

Enjoy.



Carpet muncher, beaver eater, lickity splitter, or even a twat lapper. Those and other stupid names are something I've had to deal with for the last five years. 

The sad thing is, although I've had many fantasies, I've never gone all the way. Oh sure, I've reached second base. But, other than that, and a few booby flashes, I was still a virgin. Sucks I know, but it doesn't change the facts. I was still unattached and likely to stay that way for the foreseeable future.

Why, you might ask? I haven't a fucking clue, other than I wasn't looking for sex. I was looking for someone to share my life with. I've often wondered if I set my sights too high. But then again, a girl shouldn't have to settle of second best. I know for sure my mom and Karney never have. I mean, even when my mom married that asshole who calls himself my father, she was head over heels in love with the jerk. 

Oh, I'm Amy Patten by the way. You met me when reading about my mom and dad's divorce, and subsequent re-attachments. My dad pulled a mid-life crisis out of his ass and fractured our family. I have twin older brothers, two half sib ankle biters and two step-moms. One; who I kindly tolerate, and the other; who I love to death.

Just to make it clear, I've always known that I prefer girls over boys. I am a Lesbian by Nature. Yeah, what a bitch that's been to live with. I thought I had something once while I was a teen, but she just proved to me that she was a lying, two faced cunt. Making out with me one minute, and then laughing at her idiot brother's crude anti-gay jokes. 

So, as they say; to make a long story short. I was officially an adult. Who, by the way, was still looking for something like her mother has found. Well in the relationship department anyway. I may love Karney, but she's not really my type, if you know what I mean. Really, I do appreciate looking at the hard body types, but they don't really flip my trigger, as it were. 

I'm sure the rumors didn't help my search for partners. Since I knew the truth, I just ignored the rumors. Because really, I am NOT into lesbian, incest, mommy, sex with Karney and my mother. Can you say EWWWEEEEE...? 

Oh, and a note for all the psychobabblests' out there. Yes, I have been subjected to the standard alternatives. One time in particular is great fodder for teasing my brother Bryan; who was caught in flagrant orgamso... with some dumb chick. We came home early because the event we went to had been rained out, to find them otherwise occupied. It was all quite amusing to me.

Picture if you will; coming home and hearing them, just at the part that gets so many young and old people in trouble. Yep, they were praying. 

You know the 'oh god, oh baby, oh yeah, give it to me!' portion, just seconds before the little swimmers are set free to find who can make it happen. And people say God doesn't have a sense of humor.

Bryan on the other hand, caught three kinds of hell after the red faced bimbo went running out of the house. The biggest was because they had forgotten to use protection in their rush to bump ugly's. So, that led to the very embarrassing conversation with her parents. All the trips to the clinic, for all the mandatory preggo, and crud tests, so on and so forth... yadda, yadda, yadda. 

Her mother of course, took umbrage when Karney suggested that she tell her other partners' that something might be amiss. She blew her stack when Mom agreed. 'Especially since if she was having sex with Bryan; then who else might she be having sex with?' Hey, it was an honest question. 

Yeah, I laughed my ass off for a month!

Anyway, my type... yeah I was just explaining my type; that's where we were. 

My type is a full figured, soft, plush, curvy, sexy, lush, woman. I like boobs I can get lost in and plush tushes that I can grab onto. A woman just this side of plump, and not into fat. A woman with more curves than that famous street down that hill somewhere in California. 

Ignore the drops on the page... sorry just drooling a bit. I want her to be smart, sweet, sexy, sassy, and my best friend; before we do the things that makes us go pop. 

Like I said, I thought I had it once, but then I had to bust her out at school because of her bigoted brother. 

Unfortunately, she ended up getting gang banged by the basketball team, while trying to prove she wasn't a lesbian. When she turned up pregnant at sixteen, the school had to forfeit the season due to the potential liability caused by the fact her sicko-brother had filmed the whole thing for his own masturbatory satisfaction and threatened to post it on the internet. 

A few people lost a lot, because of my immature big mouth. All I wanted was for her to admit that she liked girls; me in particular. I mean hell, she played kissy face with me every chance she got before the big blow up. 

I've heard of over compensating, but she took it to extremes far beyond anything I could ever imagine. I think there were some major issues in that family.

Unfortunately for the school, they will never live down the fact that the whole team, including the mascot, who everyone thought was flamingly gay, had to be tested in the paternity suit to try and figure out who the father was. 

My bet was on the asshole brother. Like I said, there were issues there. Something weird was going on in that house let me tell you. I do feel sorry for her for my part in the sordid affair. Then again, I know I didn't knock her up. 

So, as you can see, I had some commitment issues myself. I figured I could wait for the sex part, until after I found someone to fill the commitment part. I know I have it all backwards from what most people think anymore, but that's just the way I felt about it. 

Now, we can get to why we're here. I was looking at twenty, single, lesbian, virgin, and alone. I was trying to figure out what the hell I wanted to do with my life, other than working at the local grocery store as a bag-girl, but knew I had only enough money to get one, singular, can't change my major if I wanted to; degree. 

That's when Karney found a place that had a summer internship program. They would actually set you up to go through three different subjects, like nursing, veterinary care, rehabilitation, or office management positions, to see if you were ready to finish the course work needed to get the jobs.

Basically it boiled down to. They were a, let you be a free summer slave, in a hospital, vet clinic, or office, to see if you wanted or could do those jobs; for a small fee, kind of place. I was thinking vet clinic or nursing. They both pay well and I could get my degree in four years or less depending on the school. 

So anyway, Mom and Karney helped me pack up my room, with most of my stuff, going into the attic for storage, and my personal items coming with me. I wished them a good time and told them to take a vacation while I was gone. Karney told me they had to revamp her gym and condo and mom had a big article she had to finish for a new GLBT magazine. Whatever flips their triggers I suppose? I shrugged, as they kissed me goodbye.

We all know the scene I walked into when I finally got off the plane took the bus and dropped off in front of the big brick building. You know, the total chaos of fifty young women, trying to find their stuff and get organized. As I surveyed my surroundings, I thought there were a few of these girls, who I'd like to get to know better.

Of course, that's when I first saw her. What pulled my eyes to her I don't know. She stood about five four, with long reddish brown ringlet curled hair. She has these eyes that took my breath away. She had all the right curves, and for the first time in my life, my nipples got hard just by looking at someone.

Before I wanted to stop looking at her, we were separated as the head mistress called us to order, and started giving out room assignments. I sighed lustfully as I grabbed my bag and followed my map to the designated room marked with a big red X. I was putting my stuff away when I heard a voice coming into the room.

"Yes mom... I'm here and everything's okay. Tell Father that I love him and will call him at least once a week. Yes, I'll make sure they let me go to church. No Mother, I won't forget to study my bible. I won't, Yes Mother. Love you, goodbye." She flipped her phone closed and sighed. "You'd think I was still an irresponsible teenybopper." She griped to herself.

I turned and looked as my heart sank to my feet. I knew then, that this was going to be a long summer. My mouth refused to make sounds as she dumped her stuff on the opposite bed and greeted me. 

"Hi, I'm Elspeth Wolford." She chirped happily. "I guess we're going to be roomies." She reached out to take my hand.

"Hi... Amy...Patten." I stuttered like an idiot and blushed. I could see a goodly amount of her cleavage as she leaned over to start shoving her shoes under the bed. I never had this kind of reaction before.

"So, Amy, do you have to check in with your parents like some angst ridden teenager still?" She asked as she puttered around the room putting her stuff away.

"No... my parents are divorced." I uttered as I tried to concentrate.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I know that's hard." She turned to me instantly concerned. "I've seen so many people go through that. It's never easy and the parents hardly ever think of their kids while they're going through it." She babbled while looking at me with compassion. 

"No biggie... He was having a mid-life affair and now they're married. Mom found someone else too, so... it's all good." I stopped myself, I didn't know enough about this Elspeth to be spouting private things about mom and Karney. It's not like they're in the closet or anything, but still.

"Doesn't anyone know the meaning of the word commitment anymore?" Elspeth sighed wistfully.

'Damn another dart to the heart.' I muttered to myself. "So, what about your parents?" I asked, trying to keep focused on putting my clothes in the small locker they provided.

"Oh, they were high school sweethearts. She waited while he went to Seminary and they got married after he was ordained in the church. He's now the senior pastor of a fairly large congregation back home. They wanted me to go into the ministry or on a missionary trip or worse yet, get married. But, I just don't feel called to do that. I'm okay with being a PK, but want a life outside the church first, if you know what I mean." She bounced while she talked. I've never met someone so happy that actually bounced while they talked.

"Um, what's a PK...?" I asked, never hearing the term before.

"Oh, that's right. This is a secular thing. I'm so used to going to church things." She mused, shaking her head. "Pastor's kid... MK means Missionary's kid. Usually these summer things, you've got PK's and MK's with a few normals but church goers mixed in." She shrugged. "Where do you go to church?" She turned and bent over, making me drool over her backside. 

"I um, I really don't... I think we went to Baptist church when I was little but then there was some kind of scandal and we just stopped going." I shrugged not knowing if I just alienated her.

"Oh, thank you Jesus." She sighed and smiled as she popped back up from what she was doing. "I hoped to not have to sit and debate religion all summer again." She blushed. "I love God and the Savior, but I want to know what other people are like too." She looked like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. 

"We're just people. We all have our issues." I shrugged, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the thoughts of seeing her naked running through my head, while listening to her beliefs and all that. I mean I do read the news, so I know the religious right, has definite opinions about people of my preferences. 

"Oh Sweetie, don't worry, I'm not going to try and convert you. That's not my calling. I just want to help people and live a life out from under my parent's thumb." She shrugged, making all kinds of interesting things jiggle. "That's why I'm here. It's as far away from home as I could find and still be acceptable to them." She sighed. "Hey, I'm famished. Let go see what they have to eat." She perked back up and was into her bubbly persona again. 

Yeah, it was going to be a very long summer.

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Having got there on a Friday, gave us the weekend to get settled in. Elspeth spent the time getting to know as many of the other girls as she could. I sat there and watched and wondered if Karney knew that this thing was put on by an all girls' prep school. It was something different from anything I've ever been to before, that's for sure.

I won't even go into the dreams and fantasies I had to suppress as Elspeth changed into her night things and babbled at me. I just hoped she didn't notice me staring at the cute little dimples in her butt as they peaked at me as she bent over. I groaned as she turned and asked the inevitable.

"So, did you leave a boyfriend back at home?" "Damn I wanted to kiss the perfect double bow of lips that were smiling at me.

"No... I um, I'm still completely single and unattached. I haven't met anyone who wants what I do." I shrugged hoping that my answer was enough to put off what I knew would come out sooner or later.

"I know what you mean. I had a guy who thought he was my boyfriend, lord and master. I mean he took me out on a few dates and everything, but he was just, I don't know... creepy. The way he would never talk to my face. I bet if I asked him what color my eyes were he'd be stumped, but he could tell you the placement of every freckle on my chest." She sighed wistfully.

"Golden brown..." I answered automatically. 

"See, that's what I mean. I've known him like forever, and he couldn't answer what you just did, and we just met two days ago." She smiled at me. "I knew from when we met, that I liked you and we would be great friends." Damn, if those things jiggled again, I didn't know if I could restrain myself.

"Shit...!" I whispered. This chick was a complete innocent. She was everything I could ever want, but so completely naive and most likely straight. 

"I was so happy when my mom talked my dad into letting me go to this. They had me married with children and the thought of being with David that way, makes my skin crawl." She went on, not hearing my sup-vocal exclamation. 

So started my summer of exploration. Monday we were taken by small busses to the places where we would intern. Elspeth and I ended up at an old folk's home for our first rotation. Elspeth jumped in and started making me and everyone else smile with her bouncy personality. 

Me, I never knew you had to deal with so many messes being in the nursing field. I think that was our main job, cleaning up the pee, poop, or vomit; that came out of these people. We were taught that most nursing jobs where in the eldercare area and it was the minority that actually ended up in hospital emergency rooms. 

We would pull an eight to ten hour shifts then were sent home with at least two hours of homework every night. We would hover over the books and protocols on one of our beds and try and remember what we were doing. They made it as real as possible. We would get split days off and had to work the weekends. The only concession they made was they kept roommates on the same schedule so they wouldn't bother each other during study and sleep times. The only perk was they kept the kitchen open almost twenty four hours a day. 

After we started our rotations, it was easier to keep my libido in check. Sure, I wanted to lean in a kiss her while we studied, but being exhausted had its advantages. It was during one of those nights that I started wondering if I might be affecting her the same way she affected me. 

I knew her back was sore from lifting the rather large woman who fell out of her bed. She didn't jump as I put my hands on her neck and started rubbing. 

As I looked down, I saw that one; she wasn't wearing a bra, and two; her nipples looked like they were trying to rip through the thin t-shirt she wore as she moaned while my hands started easing her sore shoulders.

"God, that feels lovely." Elspeth sighed as my hands worked the knotted tissue.

"Close the damn book and lay down." I told her, knowing she needed to relax.

I pulled her top off so I could work directly on her skin. Taking out some lotion, I pinched, pulled and rubbed, until she sighed and started drifting off. She would moan and groan as my hands found every knot in her back and worked it out. 

After fifteen minutes, I started worrying about if she could feel the moisture that was leaking out of me. That didn't stop me from rubbing though. After I heard her soft breathing, I lay next to her and continued to rub her neck as she turned and sighed. Without realizing it, I to started to doze. 

My internal clock had shut itself off. I woke up feeling warm and snuggly. I felt her small hand cupping my breast, and instantly wanted to bolt awake. The back of my neck was being tickled by her soft breath and my stomach clenched in response to feeling her nipples poke me in the back. We both jumped when someone knocked on our door. 

"The bus leaves in five minutes." One of the councilors called through the door as she made her way down the long hallway.

Elspeth and I didn't have time to be shy and nervous and we jumped out of the bed and scrambled to get ready to go back to work. We grabbed the scrubs they gave us and pulled them on. I tossed Elspeth her bra when I saw her tits wiggle indecently in front of me. I didn't think she wanted to give everyone at the center a free show. The bus driver and lead teacher were tapping their toes as we came running down. 

"You're late!" They hissed in unison. 

"Sorry, alarm didn't go off. We were studying late." I said as we jumped into our seats.

"In the real world, that won't cut muster. You have to learn to be responsible or you can and will be fired." The lead teacher lectured us as the bus pulled out. Elspeth pulled her hair back into a ponytail and turned to brush out mine and pull it back so it didn't look like a birds nest. Little did we know how bad of a day it would turn out to be. 

Everyone has had one of those days every now and again. No matter what we tried to do, it just ended up going wrong. I ran over the toes of one of the doctors with a full mop bucket. I spilled mop water behind the nurses' station, shorting out one of the monitors. Elspeth walked into a room and found two of the faculty members occupied doing the nasty in an empty bed. They didn't even pause as she went running out. 

The straw that broke her back was when she went to see one of the people she had become friends with. She hoped the old woman could lift her sprits. I didn't know it at the time, but she had a lot on her mind and she had let the woman into many of her secrets. 

I was called to the nurses' station STAT. I ran up worried that I might have done something else wrong. "Yeah...?" I gasped out of breath.

"You need to find your companion. We think she locked herself in one of the stairways." The shift supervisor said quietly.

"What's wrong?" I asked catching the feeling of dread.

"One of the residents passed away during the night. We try and warn new girls, but it still happens. They become attached. We didn't have time to warn her before she found out." She said kindly. "I know you guys are having a bad day. It happens to everyone. I think she needs you." She warned, as she handed me a key on a chain.




Mid-Life in Crisis: Amy's Story



"Okay!" I grabbed the key and headed to the closest stairway. It took me a couple of tries before I found her.

"Oh Amy...!" She cried out when she saw me, and launched herself into my arms and bawled. 

Yeah, I dreamed of holding her like that, but never in such grief. There were no thoughts of doing anything but comforting her as she cried into my hair. All I could do was hold on and pat her, telling her it would be alright, as her heart broke. 

"Shhhhh, I'm here. It's okay...." I tried to give her solace. 

"I didn't even get to say goodbye. I don't think I can do this." She cried, almost incoherently. 

"We're only here for a couple of more days. It will be better at the hospital. That's our next rotation. I'm here for you, just lean on me." I told her as I caught the shift leader walking up out of the corner of my eye. 

"I've called the school. They will be here to pick you two up in a little bit. Take the rest of the day off. Don't make her come back if she can't." She said as she softly stoked Elspeth's back. I had a flash. All of a sudden, I knew she was like me; a lesbian. I nodded my head.

"Don't push her. She'll come around. She's just dealing with some things. Her upbringing doesn't help either." She looked me in the eye.

"Yes Ma'am." I said, at first not knowing what she was talking about as Elspeth nuzzled herself in between my breasts as she continued to softly cry. The shift leader just smiled.

"Good luck, but I'd steer her to one of the other vocations. She's one of those that feels too much and gets attached too easily. Death is part of our business. It will be worse for her in the Pedi-ward." She took the key she gave me back. "I'll send someone to let you know when the bus gets here." She walked away just as softly as she showed up. 

Everyone left us alone as I forced Elspeth to eat something and then put her to bed. For the second night, I fell asleep next to this perfect creature. All I could do was kiss the top of her head and hold her next to my heart. 

I missed her the next two days as I finished my rotation at the eldercare center. No one asked why Elspeth didn't come back. The only thing that was said was....

"This is why we do this program. It is better to know now, then spend all that money on school, and end up not being able to use it." By the end of my time, Elspeth was almost back to her old self. 

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When we started at the veterinary hospital, I knew that I would do my time, but it wasn't really for me. Elspeth took to the animals just like she took to the humans. She was all smiles and giggles as she helped a Great Dane deliver her puppies. Cooing and fawning over all of them and pampering the mom outrageously. Later that same day, they had to put down a dog that had been hit by a car. It didn't crush her like when her friend had died, but it did make her sad. She leaned next to me on the bus ride home, sighing and in a down mood. 

"Are you alright?" I asked concerned.

"Yeah, I know it's necessary. To be born is to die. That doesn't mean I have to like it." She shrugged as I put my arm around her, knowing I was in love with her no matter how she felt about me. That night I learned a few things about the person who now held my heart if she knew it or not. 

I didn't mean to listen in, but the rooms were small. Elspeth was on her cell to her mother for the nightly call. I tried to go get something to eat or drink, but this call lasted longer than usual. I walked back into.

"No mom, I'm not hurt. He... yes mom, what they did was wrong, but; it wasn't like we were engaged or anything. I liked him, but never loved him. Yes, I know father doesn't like doing weddings like that. Yes, I know what he preached about. It's fine; if she's happy then I'm happy for them. No mom, I haven't.... Yes, I'm sure." She rolled her eyes at me.

"What...?" I asked as she listened to her mother on the phone. 

"Mother, I really don't care and David and Missy are getting married because she's carrying his child. If it wasn't her, it would've been someone else. She was my best friend and he was my date to the prom. As long as they love each other and can make the commitment, that's between them and God. Yes I know, God will judge their actions, but I won't. The bible tells me it is not my place to judge. Life goes on." She made funny faces at me as she listened to her mother rant. 

"Oh, wow...!' I mouthed quietly.

"Tell father I love him, and that no, David or any of the other boys never crossed any lines with me. Yes... Mom...MOTHER! I'm sorry, but I have to get going I have studying to do. Yes, I like this cycle better than the last. Love you bye... Bye!" She closed her phone and blew her bangs back in frustration. 

"Gee, even you bible thumpers have the same, best friend and ex screwing around, issues as the rest of us." I smiled at her trying to let her know I was joking.

"Oh, please. Have you ever seen me thump my bible? I haven't even unpacked the silly thing. But yes," She sighed, "David and Missy did the no-no, and now it is time to pay the piper. She's still trying to wear white, but not if my dad marries them. He has rules about that." She rolled her eyes and flopped down in bed.

"Yeah, my high school buddy ended up getting knocked up too. Though it took a bit more to know who the father was; Long story...." I held up my hand, knowing what she wanted to ask. 

"Do you realize that tomorrow is the halfway mark?" She changed the subject. 

"It is?" I asked confused.

"Yep, two more weeks of vet, and then a month of office, unless we opt out." She said. "My freedom is almost over. I'm sure my mother has a list of eligible men to throw at me when I get back home." She sighed.

"I'm glad I don't have that problem." I smiled.

"Yeah I know... sometimes I wish...." She let it trail off.

"What...? What do you wish for?" I asked feeling a change in her mood. She looked at me from the corner of her eye, while trying to make up her mind.

"That my parents were as accepting of me, as yours are of you and your lifestyle." She sighed.

"What lifestyle?" I asked shocked.

"Oh come on... I'm a Christian, not stupid. You never talk about boys like the rest of the girls. You didn't think I didn't hear that conversation you had with the shift leader? I've even met her partner when she brought her lunch one day. She's a bit mannish, but still a woman. You don't think I don't know you're a lesbian or at least bi-sexual? I mean you've kept it pretty well hidden, but still. Did you know you would hold my hand cupped to your breast and smile the nights we slept together?" 

"I what...?" I squeaked.

"I love the fact that you've been my friend first, and haven't' hit on me. But, I know you're interested. It made feel so good to know that you wanted me as a friend more than a quick tumble in bed, which you could have had those nights. I was very tempted and curious." 

"You were...? What about your...?" I stuttered.

"Sweetie, I'm a woman. I know what it means to have hard nipples and what causes them, other than cold weather. It is the middle of summer you know." She smiled at me. "I know I have to figure out my own feelings about all this, but that my issue, not yours." She shrugged.

"When did you figure out I was in love with you?" I asked stunned.

"Love with me...?" She gasped.

'Oh, shit...! Me and my big mouth again.' I cussed myself for being a fool and blurting it out.

"You love me? Are you sure? You're in love with me?" He eyes got big and she sat on my bed next to me. 

"Yeah, I do, I am. But I won't push anything." I said honestly, resigned to living with my unrequited love for her. 

"Really...?" she looked at me and bounced up "And if I was to do this?" She asked, as she hugged me close and pulled my head down. 

My mouth was still open when her lips captured mine. I moaned as her tits pressed into me. I wanted to grab her and stop being a virgin. But, not like this. I wanted forever to get to know her body. 

"Please... stop." I begged. "If you don't, we might make a mistake." I pushed away before my control snapped. 

"Oh, God... it's true! You do love me. Heaven help me, you honestly love me. I can see it in your eyes!" Elspeth was breathing heavily. "I have to go pray." 

"I'm sorry." I said as she ran out the door. I fell asleep worrying about her and wondering if she was going to ask for a different roommate. Not that I blamed her. I know some people just can't deal with the way I am. But, it isn't a choice for me.

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The next morning, she was bouncing on my bed, trying to wake me up. "We're going to be late again if you don't get up." She said pulling on my arm. 

"I'm up... I'm up." I groaned and got out of bed. I forgot that I was too tired to put anything on after my shower. Now, I know my tits are nothing like her mammoth mountains, but nothing to be ashamed of either. I tried to ignore her looking at me as I put on my clothes, but my nipples weren't listening to my head as they pointed skyward. 

"You're so pretty, but we need to get a move on, unless you want to miss breakfast again." Elspeth said as she turned and brushed her hair, hiding her blush. 

I didn't even try to figure her out. I loved her and would let her make the decision on where this all would go. I figured it wasn't the first nor the last time I'd have to do something like this. 

Elspeth was her normal self around me and the others in the dining hall. She was just a bubbly and bouncy as normal as I suffered in silence. I smiled at her jokes and let her fuss with my hair. To be truthful, I was confused. It was like the night before never happened. 

She sat almost in my lap as we were trucked out to a large beef ranch for the day. She didn't flinch as our legs touched. She had her hand on my knee for most of the ride. She, being her normal bubbly self, had all the farm hands watching her as she bounced from one chore to the next. 

"I bet she's one wild ride coming out the shoot." One of the hands said as his eyes followed her. 

"You better watch yourself; Cookie will have your hide if she catches you looking at another woman like that. Her little friend looks like she could put a hurt on you too." 

"Yeah, she's a tight little filly, built for speed. Her though", he pointed at Elspeth, "she's build for the long haul and comfort." The cowboy said looking at the girls, just like the rest of the men. Amy heard them and blushed at the plain spoken men as they went about their day.

By the end of the day, neither one cared as they climbed exhausted into the work truck, as the older man took them back. Elspeth leaned against me and was instantly asleep. 

"She sure uses up a lot of energy." The man said kindly. 

"Yeah, it makes me tired just watching her most of the time." I smiled as she cuddled down and softly snored. 

"I'll just take you to the school. You're both done in, but you did good today. Better than most of them girls who come out and are afraid of getting dirty or breaking their fancy nails." He laughed.

"She's a bit fragile, but no wimp." I put my arm around her so she could be more comfortable.

"Yeah, but I don't know if I can keep the men working with her bouncing around the place all the time. She seems to be a natural with the critters though." He smiled. "She's about as innocent as they come too. If I thought she was doing it on purpose, I'd sent you back earlier." He said with humor in his voice.

"It just comes natural to her. I don't think she even realizes what she's doing. She's probably the most innocent person I've ever met." I responded, looking down at the sleeping Elspeth.

"How about you? You look like you can take care of yourself. You going to stay with the animals? You aren't afraid of digging into the trenches and getting your hands dirty." He looked at me keenly.

"Nope, not really my thing. I like it well enough, but I liked the hospital nursing stuff a lot more. I'll probably do that and keep my hand into the office stuff for backup."

"Sounds like a smart plan. It's always better to have something to fall back on. Times aren't getting any easier. Well, here you are. I'd take a bath and wash the farm off you before dinner. Me, I'm used to the smell of manure and nature. Some of these frilly little girls will toss you out, if you go into the chuck wagon smelling like that." He smiled and waved as he pulled away, leaving me to get a sleepy Elspeth inside and fed.

I had to steer Elspeth toward our door. "But mom, it doesn't matter. I love her and she loves me. Where's the sin in that?" She mumbled as I pushed her into our room. 

"Come on sweetheart, time to get undressed." I said and ignored what her words did to me. Have you ever tried to get someone undressed and into a shower while they were asleep on their feet? I'm here to tell you it isn't an easy thing to accomplish. Then to not let your hands wander when all they want to do is fill themselves with tender ripe flesh of the person that you are in love with. 

I was one frustrated puppy as I pulled her into the shower. She started to wake up as the warm water sprayed into her hair. I washed her from top to bottom, trying not to pay too much attention to her breasts, butt, and the juncture between her legs. It didn't help that she moaned and shivered against me as I rinsed her off. If I didn't know any better, I'd thought she came while I was trying to finish up. 

"Oh my...!" She breathed and sagged into me breathing deeply.

"I'll do that." She said after she caught her breath as I tried to wash my hair. 

Her hands were so soft, as she washed my hair. Her fingers didn't pull as she separated the tangles. I was on fire with want, while I felt her nipples press against my back. It might not have been sexual, but it sure was sensual. I learned what Karney was trying to tell me about shared showers. I now knew why they could be so dangerous. Before I wanted it to, the shower ended. Elspeth turned off the water. I turned to open the door and she leaned up and kissed my lips.

"Thank you." Was all she said, as she stepped out of the shower. 

"You're welcome." I replied, not knowing what she was thanking me for. 

"I'm famished." She smiled as pulled on a baggy shirt and shorts with nothing underneath. "It's supposed to be Pizza night, let's go see what they've got." She egged me on as I watched her get dressed.

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The next Monday we dressed in conservative office attire and headed to the law offices of Old-Fart, Dipshit, Jerk-wad and Fast-hands; Four of the slimiest pieces of human nature on the face of the earth. 

After the first day I wanted to kick the shit out of the tiny cubicle they put me in to type memos and other bullshit in. The only reason I didn't walk, was of course, Elsbeth. I knew from the looks she was getting, Jerk-wad and Fast-hands had plans for her. Hell, I had to back them off twice before they got the message that if they touched me again, I'd castrate them with a dull rusty knife. 

By that Friday, we were both telling each other. 'Only one more week and we go into business offices.' I didn't want to opt out. I wanted to be with Elspeth. I think she felt the same way. I know she didn't like the looks or the brushing touches she was getting at the law office.

Tuesday, well Tuesday caused a major stir in the cesspool. Old-Fart told me to make fifty copies of some stupid disclaimer, and to get him a fresh mug of coffee. I think they just wanted me out of the way. Now my momma didn't raise a foolish girl. I smelled the stink as soon as I saw the pile of it. 

So, I started the copier and went to get the mug of coffee. As I was passing Dipshit and Fast-hands joined offices, I heard Elspeth. 

"Please, I'm just here for the internship. I'm not looking for any problems." I could hear the fear in her voice.

"If you want a good recommendation, you need to be nice to us." Dipshit said and I head a zipper.

"Please let me out. I'm..." Oh, I didn't think so. I hit the door like a ton of bricks.

"What the hell is going on in here?" I asked taking the scene in.

Dipshit had his zipper down, fishing for his twig, while Fast-hands had Elsbeth cornered, reaching for her tits. I saw the naked fear in her eyes. I took instant action. Since I had both the mug and coffee pot in my hands, I tossed the mug at Dipshit's crotch and the pot at Fast-hands head. 

"What the fuck...!" Dipshit screamed as the hot liquid hit where I aimed. It wasn't my fault he had his wee-peaty out. 

"Fuck me...!" Fast-hands yelled as he ducked and the pot shattered against his desk. 

"Not with his dick." I said and grabbed Elspeth. "We're getting out of here and if you know what's good for you, you'll not move or I'll file rape charges." I told them pissed. I turned and hit the door running, with Elspeth right behind me. I didn't stop as we grabbed our stuff rode the elevator down. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and called for a taxi. 

I knew there would be hell to pay, but no woman should have to put up with their kind of shit. I held the shaking Elspeth as the taxi took us back to the school. I knew I was in deep doo-doo when the committee was standing there waiting for us. I paid the taxi driver and pulled the woman I loved out and stood in front of her.

"What in the world did you do?" The head teacher asked looking at us obviously irritated.

"What is the meaning of this?" The old crone that ran the school asked incensed. "They are threatening to sue. One of the partners is in the hospital with second degree burns."

"Good, I got the bastard!" I said with unrestrained glee. "They were trying to double team rape Elspeth...." I stood there flat footed and told them what I witnessed. "So, I used what I had and toss the cup of coffee at his exposed dick and tossed the pot at the other one's head, grabbed her and we came here." I finished with a challenge in my voice. 

"Good God...!" One turned to the other. "Call the police. They'll not get away with this. I want you to talk to the other girls who have been sent there and see if they have tried this with others. The fact that coffee wouldn't burn skin that bad if there was material between it and the liquid, it proof enough for me!" She said and stomped off. "I'll call our attorneys."

No one got sleep that night. The end result was Dipshit, who was married with two small kids, is facing a divorce. Fast-hands, who was single, was been transferred to Fargo, North Dakota, to cool his ardor; and the whole partnership is being sued for breach of trust by the school. Who know where that will lead, but no matter what, their reputation had been shattered by the news coverage. 

Yes, two of the other girls admitted that they had been approached, as they put it. One even admitted to having sex with them, because she thought that was necessary to get a good recommendation. 'It was only sex', she said. She got a quick trip home. The rest were asked if they wanted to press charges. Elspeth didn't have too since they hadn't touched her yet, but I had to, to prove the attempt.

When we were allowed to go back to our room, Elspeth looked around suspiciously, before asking me to hold her. We lay in her bed and I snuggled her into my arms and stroked her.

"Thank you again. I didn't know what to do. I was so afraid." She was on the verge of tears. 

"It's okay sweetheart, I've got you now." I told her honestly. "No one's going to hurt you if I have my say about it." 

"What are you going to do with me now that you've got me?" She asked me timidly. I know there were many ways to answer that innocent question, but I went for light hearted. 

"I'm going to love you, hug you, pet you, and call you George." I said in a very bad 'big bad monster' from cartoons I watched as a kid. 




Mid-Life in Crisis: Amy's Story



"You make not loving you so hard." She breathed into my chest. "Do you know I about blew chunks when I saw his... thingy." She told my breasts.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." I reassured her as I felt a stab of pain in my chest.

"Why is life so messed up? I've tried so hard, but it doesn't seem to matter. I fall deeper and deeper in love with you. I know my father is going to have a fit, but I can't help it. I've prayed and prayed. I've tried to be your friend. I've tried ignoring the way you make me feel. I've tried everything, but nothing works. You're just there all day, every day, and not taking advantage. You've never tried to do anything even when you had me naked in the shower."

"Sweetie, as the rhyme goes... first comes love, and then comes marriage." I kissed her head and stroked her hair. "I'm not looking for sex. I'm looking for a person to share my life with. I fell for you the second I saw you. But, that doesn't mean that I'm going to push you where you might not want to go. How could I say I love you if I'm make you do something you don't want to do. My mom told me if you really love someone, you have to love them enough to let them go."

"Damn it! There you go again." She sighed deeply. "Those men wanted to force me into sex. They didn't care about me. They just wanted to get me to do things, sick things. You, who could make me, want to do things I've never thought of before, don't even try. All you do just love me and let me be me.... God, I love her, if you don't want me to, let me know now." She said getting angry.

I have to admit, her monologue had my heart racing. To have someone challenge God about loving you... yeah, it's a bit heady. All I could do was lay there and stroke her and let her make up her mind. I knew I could have rolled her over and made mad passionate love, but it would be her to take us across the line, not me.

"Do you believe in god?" She asked me tearfully.

"Yes, I guess. I've never really thought about it that much." I held her gaze as she looked up at me. 

"Well that's something I guess. I've never doubted it until today." She sighed.

"Don't doubt it on my account. I love you the way you are. I wouldn't want to change a thing about you." I couldn't help it. I leaned in and kissed her ever so softly. What surprised me was the way she kissed me back. It was her tongue that went searching through my lips. One kiss led to many more, but I didn't do anything to move it pass that point.

"Even now you don't push. You've given me control of where this goes haven't you?" She sighed and laid her head on my breasts.

"Yes, it has to be your decision, not mine. We already know how I feel. To me that's what true love is really all about." I hugged her as tight as I dared.

"Who taught you that?" She asked scooting up to look me in the eye.

"My mom; Karney reinforced it when she came into our lives. I'd give anything to have their type of relationship. They were best friends long before they became lovers." 

"Oh... um I thought she married another man. You never said...." She stammered and blushed deep red.

"No, I said she found someone else. Karney taught me that if you really love someone, you have to give them the freedom to make up their own mind. I've always known that I didn't like boys that way. Never even been curious, having brothers and all. It's not like I didn't see them as we grew up." I shrugged.

"Do they know?" It was hard for me to concentrate with her hands stroking my face.

"Yeah, it's been a given for years now. Ryan will get married as soon as he gets the nerve up to ask his long time girlfriend. Bryan, he thinks he's a player. His litmus test is if they can accept me and my moms'. If they can't, then they are history faster than you can blink. They even tease me about trying to steal their girls from time to time."

"You'd never do that would you?" She really didn't ask.

"Nope, I'd never be that desperate." I smiled. "We need to get some sleep. I'm sure this isn't over and there will be more in the morning." I started to move.

"You're not going anywhere. I need you tonight." She hugged me tight and pulled me back down to her pillows. 

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Yeah it would be great if I could describe the tender lovemaking we did that night, but I'd be lying through my teeth. She held me and fell asleep. I watched her face until my eyes couldn't stay open. 

After breakfast, the powers that be, again asked if we wanted to go home. We looked at each other and said 'No'. They gave us until the next Monday for free time, along with helping them around the campus. One afternoon, they sent Elspeth on a chore and called me into the office.

"Yes Ma'am." I sat in the hot seat.

"Do you know your roommate thinks she's in love with you?" She asked without preamble.

"Yes, but nothing inappropriate is going on behind our door." I answered automatically.

"Do you know who her father is?" She asked looking down at some papers on her desk. 

"Some preacher from wherever she comes from. She talks to them while I do my laundry. Why?" I wondered where this conversation was going.

"Yeah, I'd say that and more. He's one of the most conservative ministers in the religious right movement. Can I ask you a personal question? It won't leave this room." She leaned in and looked at me seriously.

"Sure, why not. I'm sure you're going to dig into my background anyway because of the incident." I shrugged nervously. Now I knew where this was going.

"Have you tried to seduce your roommate?" I know she was waiting for me to move my eyes.

"Nope!" Part of me wanted to say more, but I wasn't going to say anything that might get Elspeth into trouble.

She sighed. "Look, I've been doing this for a long time. I'm not going to ask what I already know. I'm not going to out you either. You haven't made an issue of it like some of the girls I've dealt with. I'm just worried about her. I want to make sure she doesn't do something she can never take back, because you saved her. I know you could use that. I'm not here to judge, but I am here to protect the people in my care. I know you both are adults, but I will still have to answer for everything that happens while you are here."

"I know that. Yes, I've given her support. Anyone who wouldn't isn't someone I'd want to know. Yes, she knows how I feel about her. What happens from there is up to her. Yes, I know in two weeks, after the last rotation, we might never see each other again. I didn't mean or want, for any of this to happen." I sighed, resigning myself to losing Elspeth.

"Are you sure you want to stay?" She changed the subject.

"I finish what I start." I said automatically.

"I wish I had more girls like you coming to these things." She sighed. "Yes, unfortunately, the lawyers will dig into your past. They've already found out your home situation. That's why I've been asked to talk to you."

"What do my mom and her partner have to do with this?" I asked getting pissed.

"One of the attorneys is claiming it was your unnatural attraction to Elspeth and that it is known you hate males, is what caused you to misconstrue what was happening in the room. They said she was there of her own free will, that everything was consensual."

"They had a complete innocent, trapped in a corner while one was trying to grab her boobs and the other already had his dick out. Elspeth didn't know what to do. I saw the fear on her face and reacted. They can kiss my ass if they think I'm going to let that slide. Shit, it isn't like the guys everywhere we've been posted, haven't ogled her as she bounced around like she does. I didn't do anything to any of them. I laughed at most of it because they were so pathetic about it. No woman should have to put up with what those two perverts were going to do. Me being gay doesn't have a damn thing to do with it. I don't care if she was my worst enemy; I still would've done the same thing to them." I was really pissed. "She's a virgin for God's sake, as am I!"

"Oh... that was a bit more than I needed to know." She breathed hesitantly. 

"Sorry, but it's true all the same." I sat back frustrated. "Pathetic, maybe, but still true.

"No, not pathetic; rare these days, but it is never pathetic to have self control. Would you allow for a physical exam?" She asked quickly.

"I don't see the point, but why not. I have nothing to hide." I huffed back.

"No, you don't, but it will make things easier for Elspeth." She smiled at my reaction. "Yeah, I figured as much, you are just better at hiding it. You know it isn't going to be easy." She warned me seriously.

"Nothing worth a damn ever is." I said tiredly.

"Well, I'll tell the people who have to know, that we've talked." She ended the interview. "Please tell Elspeth that her father would like to talk to her. He's driving Miss Mable crazy because she has her cell phone off."

"Yes Ma'am." I replied as I left the office. I didn't have to tell her to call her father; she was already talking to him when I came into our room.

"I'm sorry father; I was busy with some work around here." She said into her cell and rolled her eyes at me. "Nothing happed to me thanks to Amy." She was rubbing her head in frustration. 

I rolled my eyes and blew her a kiss. I started to go back out, but she stopped me and pointed to my bed. I lay down as she tried to placate her irate father.

"Yes, I've talked to the police. No, they didn't get a chance to touch me. No, I didn't do anything to entice them or lead them on. I was in my Sunday school skirt, trying to do my job. Yes they are pressing charges...." She climbed into bed with me and snuggled in. "Amy is my roommate. I've told you about her. Yes, she's a nice girl. No, she isn't one of them loose floozies. No. Father, can I talk to Mother?" She tried to beg off.

I could feel the tension as she lay next to me. I started rubbing her neck, trying to get her to relax. She looked up at me in thanks as I heard her father rant at her about morals and other stuff. I kissed the bridge of her nose playfully. 

"I know Father, I know how to act. No, I don't want to come home. I have two more weeks here until I'm finished. I've come this far. I'll be fine. Can I please talk to Mother now?" She sighed and cuddled into my breasts.

"No fair..." I mouthed. She just stuck her tongue out at me and wiggled her head until she was comfortable. 

"Mom, can you please calm father down? He is making a mountain out of a molehill. I feel safe here. I know I have friends who will protect me. Yes, it was God's will that Amy was there for me. No I can never thank her or God enough. I'm fine. I got a fright, but I will survive." 

"A fright...?" I mouthed with a look of shock on my face. She turned and nipped my very erect nipple and went back to talking to her mother, as I gasped. 

"Yes, some day I hope you can meet her too. She's the greatest. We're probably the only two virgins on this side of the continent. Yes, she is the one who helped me when Mrs. Summers passed. Baptist I think, but yes, she believes in God. She the best I'd could ever ask for." She ignored my beating heart in her ear and smiled at me.

"Brat...." I whispered as I reached around and cupped both of her large breasts in my hands and ran my fingers over her hard nipples that made mine look small in comparison. I smiled as she bit her lip from moaning into the phone. 

"Yes Mother, I will. I'll call later, but I have to get back to work. I love you." She said that looking into my eyes, letting me know she was saying it to both of us. 

"I love you too." I said as she flipped her phone closed.

"If you keep that up, we could get into trouble." She sighed and relaxed into me.

"You started it." I laughed and slid my hands down to her middle. 

"And hopefully soon we'll be able to finish it." She hugged me tight. "What did they want?" She asked, as she flipped over and but her hands under her chin to look up at me. 

"Talk about the thing... nothing important or for you to worry about." I told her as I ran my fingers through her hair. 

"Yeah right, I love you, but I'm not stupid." She sighed.

"I never said you were. But, you don't need to worry about this. You have enough on your plate already. I can take care of this. As a matter of fact, it is for me to take care of." I ran a finger down her nose. "You just worry about how we are going to make this work, and if you really want it to work. I'll deal with the rest.

"Yeah, God never said it was going to be easy." She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around me again. "If isn't the issue. I love you and that has already been settled. If you're willing to wait, I think we can make a good life for ourselves. But if you can't I'll understand. Right now it is enough that you are here holding me."

"If you want me to wait, then I'll wait. If you want me to let you go, it'll hurt, but I'll do that for you too." Never did I expect to love like this. I'd always hoped, but never thought I'd find it.

"Okay, enough of this... it's getting too deep in here." She smiled sweetly. "I think you need some... tickle torture." She reached up and started on my ribs until I couldn't breathe.

During the last week, we had to talk to all the schools that sponsored the summer program. I learned that I'd rather shovel cow shit than sit in an office all day, going crazy. I don't know how my mother does it. About noon the walls start closing in on me. Elspeth took to it like a duck to water. She was a natural just like everything else she did. 

The only other thing that changed was that we started sleeping together every night. Yes, we snuggled and cuddled, but other than a few fiery kisses and waking up with my hands full of her or her hugging me from behind as we spooned together, it didn't go any farther. I did have to stop taking showers with her after the second time she about fainted as I washed her. The temptation was too great. That didn't mean I didn't watch her every chance I got. 

I decided on going to the school that had the best nursing program and would let me take a few extra credit classes in animal husbandry. I don't know what Elspeth decided and I refused to ask. I was of the opinion that if she wanted me to know, she'd tell me. Plus I didn't know how she was going to deal with her parents. If I could have, I would have went out and bought her a ring. I knew if she would have me, that I wanted her forever. 

The last day sucked. I had to make sure the lawyers would have my address and contact information and let's face it, there is never a dry eye in the house, when a bunch of girls who have become friends have to part. The hardest was me having to say goodbye to Elspeth. I did the hardest thing I ever had to do. I kissed her goodbye in our room and ran. I knew if she asked, I'd followed her into the bowels of hell. So I didn't give her the chance to ask. 

When I was on the bus, I texted her that I loved her and would keep in touch. I kept myself in check all the way home. I had a two week break before I had to start classes. My eye stayed dry until I saw Karney and mom waiting for me. I dropped my purse and folded into their arms and broke down. 

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Elspeth's homecoming:

I couldn't be mad at Amy. I knew what she was doing. She was still trying to protect me from my own feelings. I also know if she asked, I would have followed her home and never looked back. She wouldn't let me do that. I know she was giving me time to figure out if she was what I really wanted.

God, I love that woman. I love her in a way I have never loved anyone ever before. But, I didn't know if that was what I was called by God to do. It went against everything my Father preached. I know I was supposed to find a man and increase the population of the church, be a good mother and faithful wife. To follow the dictates of my Pastor, which he thought would always be him. 

I learned that maybe my father didn't know God's will as well as he thought. I learned that there are people who are just and good, but don't follow the dictates of the church as he saw them. I don't believe that God would punish them or me for being true to their own hearts. I said goodbye to all the friends I made over the summer and sent thank you cards out to all the places that I spent time at, save one. 

I wished that I knew which flight Amy was taking but sat in my seat immobile until my flight was called. I was so close, yet so far from the one who filled my heart. I knew I was going to be spending a lot of time in the prayer closet. I had to know if Amy was where God was leading me, before I could discuss it with my parents. 

When I got off the plane, I gave my mother a quick kiss on the cheek and nodded to my father. I knew I wouldn't get an emotional reaction from either. Father looked unfavorably on public displays of affection. He said that those actions are to be only done in the privacy of the home, and then only as it was fit to procreate or keep God's covenant.

"How have you been? You haven't besmirched my reputation have you?" My father asked seriously.

"No father, I have acted accordingly." God, what a pain in the ass. But he is my father and the bible tells us to respect our parents.

"Have they dealt with the miscreants who acted ungodly?" He still acted like I had done something wrong.

"Yes, it is in the hands of the proper authorities...." I said wanting to say more, but was interrupted

"Richard; that can wait until later. We need to get home before you have to go in for singles counseling. I have the women's group to organize." My mother scolded my father. "Elspeth can talk to me while you drive." 

"Let's go then. Make sure they have the reception on a Thursday evening. It will allow for an early evening." He ordered and walked off expecting mother and I to follow him in obedient silence. Lord help me. I knew my older brother was the same way and my younger one was too selfish to care. I wondered what Amy was doing as I walked to the van.

Once I got home, I headed for the shower, taking my time to clean myself and remember the feelings I had when Amy would wash me with her soft hands. The only indication from my father was a slight satisfied smile as he watched me head downstairs to where the prayer closet was. I don't really know why he felt you had to go pray in a damp, dark, basement and I didn't care. I needed the prayer time. 

I knew my parents loved me, but I never felt accepted like had had been with Amy. I'm not trying to make you think they were cold hearted people, just set in their ways. I hoped it was out of their love that they scheduled the homecoming event, even though I knew it had an alternative purpose as well.

I stood there smiling as I was reintroduced to every acceptable, eligible, male in the congregation. I felt like a puppet on display. My father of course spent most of the evening in deep discussions with the fathers' while mother did the same with the mothers'. I wanted to run. 

I spent the majority of my time filling out my school paperwork and studying exactly what the bible really said about women loving other women. If I was going to confront my father, I wanted to have the facts that he might listen to. I finally realized that I had already made my decision when I woke up from a nightmare and instantly looked for Amy to be there to sooth me. 

I will not repeat the argument that I had with my mother. But, my father was going overboard with his condemnation. 

"Where have we gone wrong? Do you know you will burn in Hell for this? Do you know what this will do to my ministry? Why are you doing this to me, you ungrateful child?" He ranted.

"I'm not doing anything to you father. It isn't like I can continue the family's name anyway. My brothers will do that. It isn't like the world isn't already over populated. I have not sinned. I have fallen in love with Amy and I am being honest with you about it."




Mid-Life in Crisis



"Yeah, but they're just not you." She smiled. "So, do you want to go out for dinner some time?" She asked before her heart could over rule her head again. 

"Maybe next week, I have to get that article done or I don't get paid. The kids are all going to be at friends houses and I don't expect him to be home until that..." She sighed, "Until later. Maybe this is just a phase he's going through." She huffed and pulled back the tears. "Anyway since I'll have the house to myself, I might as well make use of it."

"Yeah, I understand... and no, this isn't a phase. This is all about him getting what he thinks he needs while keeping the safety net of his home and marriage. He knows even in a no-fault state, he'd lose his ass in a divorce. Just remember this isn't a no-fault state and they frown on infidelity." 

"Yeah, but I'd need proof and he would have to file." She said flippantly, knowing that it would never happen.

"Proof is easy, you know the who, and my brother is a PI. He makes his bread and butter off cases like yours. And you should know; the other woman always gets tired of being the other woman. She will want the whole enchilada. Trust me, if he thinks he's 'in love' with her, he'll file and I'll be there for you."  

"If wishes were fishes..." Stella sighed pitifully. 

"Then beggars would eat." Karney finished. 

"How do I support my daughter if she decides to be... well like you. I mean if she decides she likes girls more than boys?" Stella changed the subject. 

"Wow, what brought that on?" Karney asked shocked.

"Oh, just something she said about guys and why she understands why there are so many gay girls. I don't want to push her with everything else that's going on." Stella furrowed her brow in confusion. 

"Well, just support her no matter what she decides. She might become a lesbian, bi-sexual, or even just straight. You never know at her age. She still has a lot of growing and maturing to do. If you asked me if I thought I would end up being bi-sexual or a lesbian when I was her age, I would have told you no way in hell. But life has many surprises, and I've just learned to go with the flow and keep myself happier. You never know, if the right guy came along, that I wouldn't hook up with him. I mean sex is sex. To me it's more about the heart that turns me on." 

"That's clear as mud." Stella smiled at her friend who she knew was trying to be helpful.

"I, like you, was married. At first it was great. The sex was great, the loving was great and I thought the sun shined out of his ass. Then the miscarriage, ovarian cancer and I packed on a lot of weight. In a way, I don't blame him for finding solace in another woman's arms. To me it was more about the lie, than the act. Hell, we weren't virgins or anything when we got married."

"I didn't know." Stella looked at Karney.

"Yeah well, I don't advertize it. Anyway, by the time the chemo was done and I got a clean bill of health, he had already gotten her pregnant. Not that I ever could give him children. Then he got hateful and the rest is history. I'm sure he feels vindicated. He's got what he always wanted. A subservient wife, a brood of kids, and a fuck buddy on the side. To him life is great."

"Why did... what did you do?" Stella asked shocked. 

"At first, I just felt sorry for myself. It ended up with me looking at a handful of old prescription drugs, that I knew would get the job done, and the bitch in the mirror. We had it out and I flushed the drugs and then pulled my head out of my ass. I was in group therapy when I met Sally. She taught me what it meant to be loved again." Karney sighed at the memory of her only true lover.

"Where is she?" Stella asked, keeping the topic off her problems.

"What... oh, we were in a survivors group, she didn't survive. The cancer came back. We made love one last time and she went home to be with family until her time. I think she just didn't want me to remember her as she ended, gutted by the disease. I'll always remember the sweet sassy vibrant Sally I fell in love with." Karney smiled and then looked at Stella. "You remind me a lot of Sally. The first time I saw you, I thought she had come back to me. So I walked over and said hi."  

"I never knew. I hope I didn't disappoint you." Stella said overwhelmed.

"Hell no, you never could. You've become one of my best friends. I'll be honest, if that idiot husband of yours doesn't pull his head out of his ass and realize what he has. I'm waiting to finish that little shower. I'm hands off because you are right. You are not a cheater and I will not ever be the other woman. So I'll wait and hope and be your best friend and support you in whatever you do. Isn't that what true unconditional love is all about?"  

"Thank you." Was all Stella could say.

"You're welcome. Now, I was thinking, you need to finish that article and take the kids somewhere fun and blow off some steam, before you become a total basket case. Let them bring a friend each, and we could do a week at the Mouse House. They are old enough to go for hours without supervision, but young enough to still have fun. I'll split the cost with you." Karney said all business.

After they talked about it, she decided to put it to a vote. The kids were ecstatic. "Can I bring my girlfriend?" Brian asked quickly. 

"Not unless you can promise me no sex, no petting, and no sneaking off. I'm not ready for grandkids and you are way too young to be a father." Stella said in all seriousness. 

"Okay I'll bring someone else." He smiled at being able to pull his mom's chain. 



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Two weeks later, Stella and Karney wondered just what they were thinking as they tried to load up six excited teens into a van to the airport. 

"Did you remember your...?" Stella asked as a kid whizzed passed. 

"Yes mom...! Oh, I forgot...!" Amy headed back into the house for the tenth time to grab something she forgot and had to have. 

"The train will leave in five minutes with or without you and whatever you forgot." Karney yelled over the babble, gaining an instant of quiet, then the noise level swelled again.

"Remember, this was your idea." Stella smiled at her friend.

"Me and my big mouth." Karney muttered before yelling out. "Four minutes and counting." She boomed at the kids and started the van. "How did Frank take it?" She asked stuffing in another case.

"He almost seemed relieved. Better than I thought. Of course he said he had a big project at work, but we both know better. I give them ten minutes after he knows we're on the plane before they're fucking like rabbits." Stella shrugged at the inevitable. She was looking forward to having fun with her kids. 

"You're taking this better than I ever would. Is there any hope?" Karney asked sadly, not wanting her friend to go through what she did.

"For our marriage, I still won't divorce him. For our relationship, I guess it just doesn't matter anymore. I know he won't be doing anything with me as long as he's fucking her. It's his choice." She shrugged again and slammed the back of the van.

"One minute until departure..." Karney called out. "Please make sure you are properly restrained and keep your hands and feet in the vehicle at all times until it come to a full and complete stop. All Aboard...!" She yelled making the teens laugh as she got behind the wheel and waited until Stella buckled herself in.

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The next week was chaos and mayhem, fun and excitement. The kids were jazzed and the adults exhausted. All in all, it went great. The world didn't crash down until they got back.

Lucky for Stella, one night while the kids were entertained elsewhere, Karney made Stella look at the possibilities and ramification of what was happening in her life. They took a long walk in the semi-private area reserved for adults and Karney asked her outright. 

"So what are you going to do if he wants a divorce, and also what would he have to do to reconcile?" She was trying to prepare her friend for what was to come.

"Wow, I don't know. I mean I've thought about it, but I haven't really looked at it that way yet." Stella answered confused.

"I know dear. That's why I asked. You are far enough away to look at it clearly now. I mean we both know he's with her, instead of with his family. His choice seems clear. You need to know how you will respond either way." Karney hooked her arm in Stella's and walked slowly, giving her time to think.

"Well I won't stay married to him if he wants a divorce. But, I'd have to have the house... he could have the cabin I guess. It's been his from the start. Other than that, the kids can decide who they want to live with and we can separate our finances by him paying for what is his and I'll pay for what is mine. That would be the easiest thing to do."

"Sweetheart, that makes total sense. So, you can guarantee that's not what is going to happen. If that's what you're willing to settle for, then you will have to go after everything and back off to that position. If you start there, that is the position you will have to negotiate from. Don't you want a pound of flesh for his betrayal?" She pressed, knowing how she responded to hers.

"Why, it won't change anything. He's cheated and refuses to admit it. I can't prove it, so it will have to be under irreconcilable differences. I don't see why he would want to drag it out if she is what he wants, honestly she can have him." She shivered against the anger that threatened to boil over.

"And if he decides to come back and make it work?" Karney asked again.

"Well first off, he'd have to fire her for cause. Then he'd have to bring me proof that he didn't catch the crud from her. Then after some intense marriage counseling, we might get past this, but I'd never trust him again. Love him and accept him, maybe. But, I could never trust him not to go out and find some other big breasted broad to fuck around with. If he gets away with it once, what's to stop him when he knows I won't divorce him for it? Either way, I'm basically fucked. All I can do is protect the kids from the mess as much as I can." 

"Okay, I'll keep you too that, but honey, I hate to say it, but I've got a bad feeling about this. He gave in way too easy on the vacation. He's up to something, and trust me it isn't going to be nice." Karney warned her friend.

"What else could he do? He's destroyed our marriage, his relationship with his kids, and is a step away from losing his job. He might get fifty thousand dollars from our joint savings, which I've already protected. My 401k will not mature for another fifteen years and he can't touch that and the rest is in my mother's name. He has his own retirement and I've been making more money than him for over twelve years. Financially he can hurt me, but then only to a certain extent."

"Famous last words." Karney said and patted her friends arm. "Just remember I'll help in any way I can. I know in divorce what should be easy, never is. I personally think the judge is not happy unless everyone else is unhappy. If and when it happens, I have a great attorney, who also knows a great councilor." She offered, knowing the perils of separation and divorce.

Stella thought a lot about that conversation on the way home. She examined what she would really do and how she would really act if divorce papers were served on her. She thought about the seventeen years she had invested in her marriage and the hurt she felt on the day she learned he was sleeping with another woman. 

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It all came to a head when they pulled into the drive. Stella didn't recognize the car in the driveway and didn't think much of it until the kids tried to get in the house. 

"Mom, my key doesn't work." Ryan said as he tried again. 

"Oh shit!" Karney said and pulled out her cell phone, instantly knowing the game being played.  

"What do you mean? Did you lose another key?" Stella said and brought hers and put it in the lock. 

"Yeah, I need a civil standby at my friends address." Karney said into her phone. "Yeah, my friend and her kids just got back from vacation and her husband has locked them out. No, no papers have been filed that I know of. Yes, he has a lover and I think he's trying to kick out her and the kids for his lover. I don't want this to turn into a domestic disturbance, so if you could send someone out?" Karney talked fast into her phone.  

Stella didn't hear what Karney was saying as she tried her key. When it didn't work, she knocked. "Frank open the door. The kids are tired and we've had a long day."

Frank cracked the door and told her. "You'll have to find somewhere else to stay. I've filed for a divorce and you will be served as soon as tomorrow. I'm keeping the house." He started to say more, but Stella saw a flash of Sheila and screamed. 

"Get that Bitch out of MY house. Open this fucking door right now. If you want a fucking divorce, fine, but you and that tramp will never get this house." Stella screamed, startling the kids. 

"Stella, the house is mine. It's all in the divorce papers. I've worked and paid for it, I'm keeping it. No need to bring the kids into the middle of this. If you have enough money to take them on vacation, you can afford to sleep in a hotel until this get sorted out." He tried to smile.

"Don't let him do that. It gives him possession of the dwelling." Karney said to Stella urgently.

"I don't think so." Ryan nodded at his twin and they rushed the door together. In their teen anger, they put more force than necessary and the wood cracked down the middle. Leaving a startled Frank and a shrieking Sheila, looking at the ruined door. 

"Hey, there's dad's slut. Shave your snatch lately?" Ryan asked with contempt as he stood just inside the door. 

"Ryan, go to your room. Take Brian, your sister, and your friends with you. You will keep a civil tongue in your head young man." Stella turned on her son, who fled from the unrestrained anger in his mother's eyes. 

Frank went to block them but stepped back when the boys said in unison. "Don't do it." And stepped past him with their friends and sister in tow. 

"Alright, what's going on here?" A loud voice said, breaking the imminent confrontation. 

Karney walked up to one of the cops standing there. "We just brought the kids back from vacation and they were locked out of the house."

"Is that true?" One of the cops asked Frank.

"Well in a way. They left over a week ago..." He tired to remember what his lawyer told him to say. "They abandoned the house and I filed divorce papers. I've retained possession of the house until the courts can divide the property." He answered by rote. 

"And you are?" He asked Sheila.

"His new fiancé. We're getting married as soon as she signs the divorce papers. She has known about us for months, but refused to let the divorce go through." She said snidely.

"I wouldn't hold my breath and get my fucking robe off and put some clothes on." Stella spat out, taking a threatening step forward.

"I'm sorry ma'am but I can't let you do that." Another cop stepped in front of her. "I need to see some ID please?" She asked holding out her hand.  

An hour later, after the kids had been questioned, the lead cop came back up to Frank and told him. "Sir, you and the lady friend... need to get dressed and find somewhere else to stay tonight."

"Why do we have to leave?" He asked pissed.

"Since there are no orders issued yet, it's all about numbers. This, by your own admission, is the family home. Your kids have the right to sleep in their own beds. It is better for you and your friend, to find someplace else to stay." He said pointing at the half naked Sheila. 

"Yeah, just take her to your love nest, I've been paying for." Stella spat out trying to remain composed. 

"Ma'am please, I know this is upsetting, but please stay quiet until they leave." One of the other cops said, trying to keep the peace.

"I'll take her out to the van while you help him get his things. He can take his clothes and briefcase, but nothing else until the court says so." Karney said giving the cop a meaningful look.

"I hear you loud and clear. You've been through this before haven't you?" She asked politely.

"Yep and he isn't going to trample over my friend, especially since we just paid for the vacation to the Mouse House, for the kids, over the last week, while he shacked up with that bimbo." 

"Gotcha... Maybe I'll arrest her for indecent exposure if she doesn't keep them tits contained and in that robe." She said, as she walked them out the broken door. 

"On second thought tell her she can have that robe... as a parting gift from me." Stella said with venom in her voice.

"Yeah, I wouldn't wear it again either." She walked up to her partner and whispered into his ear. 

Outside, Karney pulled out her cell phone again. "Who are you calling?" Stella asked trying to keep her rage in check.

"My brother. He can fix the door for tonight, and has some stuff you'll need in the upcoming divorce." She punched a number and waited.

"What have you done?" Stella asked suspicious.

"The only thing I could do.... Hey Ed, I need you over at my friend's house and bring some tools. Her front door needs fixed." She listened. "Yeah that friend. Bring the file too. I think she's going to need it. You know the address. It should only take you about twenty minutes to get here. The cops have to clear the vermin out anyway." She ended the call and refused to look in Stella's eyes. 

"What did you do?" Stella asked looking at Karney with malice in her eyes.

"After you told me about what was going on, I called in one of the many favors my brother owes me. When I knew you were going to be elsewhere and Frank had free time, I had my brother check on him. He has a file, that in the eyes of the court, would be considered evidence of infidelity. You're not going into this unarmed."

"But why?" Stella asked confused.

"Like I said, I've been there. If you wanted to just fuck Frank over, and I wouldn't blame you if you did, I might not have given this to you. But, you only want what's right, so I'm just leveling the playing field."

"What's in this file?" Stella asked.

"The proof you need." She put her hand on Stella's. "Let me warn you. Ed has one picture to prove the affair. That is the only picture you need to look at. The rest, well it would be better if you never saw them. The court, or his attorney might want to see it, but you should never see it. Please if nothing else, trust me on that one." Karney pleaded with her friend.

"Why what's in it?" Stella pleaded.

"Them doing the nasty in every conceivable position and place you don't want to know about. I'll help you pick out a new bed set. That is where the one picture was taken." She said sadly.

"How long have you known?" Stella asked tearing up. "And why didn't you tell me?"

"I tried, but you wouldn't listen until after your birthday. So, I did what I could, when I could, to be your friend. Then after the shower thing. Well, what would it look like if I, all of a sudden, produce the evidence needed to push you into my arms? How self serving would that look? I refused to do that. You refused to even think about divorce unless he filed, so I just kept having him watched when I knew he'd be with her, and supported you, as best I could."

"This is too much... I can't. What the fuck did I ever do to deserve this?" Stella finally broke under the strain.

"Nothing sweetheart, nothing at all." Karney hugged and patted her friend. 

"I hope you are happy now. This isn't the end of this." Frank spat out as he passed. "Sheila's twice the woman you ever will be." He taunted. 

"From what I seen, she's three times bigger than Stella is. Just wait a few years and those mammoth tits of hers will be dragging the ground with that fat ass." Karney spat back. "From what I saw, you just shove your little pin dick in whatever hole you can find and hope for the best." Karney pulled Stella into a tight embrace. "Take that home-wrecking bitch and get the fuck out of here." She finished, and pulled Stella away from the ugly scene. 




Mid-Life in Crisis



Sheila just walked past with a look of shock on her face, like she never thought it would end this way. No woman wanted the title of home-wrecker. 

"I think dad sold that fat broad a bill of goods." Amy said when she came back out. 

"We can talk about that later. I'll call for Pizza." Stella said after she regained some of her composure. 

"Cool beans. I'll tell the boys. Just remember there are more things than cheese that goes on a pizza please." She tossed her head and headed back into the house. 

*************************************

After dinner, Karney's brother temporarily fixed the door, she held out a glass of wine for Stella and they gathered in her office. Stella, wanting to get all the shocks over for the day, stated. 

"Karney said you have a picture I need to see." And sat back in her chair.

"It's the cleanest one that shows them doing what they do." Ed took out a flat eight by ten picture that showed Franks bare back and a set of legs around him. Stella could see the beads of sweat on Frank's back and knew the couple was oblivious to their picture being taken. She also noticed her headstand and some of her things in the background.

"This was taken here; I take it... in my bedroom? How did you get the picture?" 

"Its better you don't know. I will need you to sign that I had the right to take the picture though. It's just a formality." Ed said pulling the form out he needed. "I also have a couple of hours of video if you need it from both here and the cabin. Karney wanted an air tight case." He slid the form in front of Stella and smiled when she signed it blindly.

"How much does all this cost?" Stella asked looking at the thick file in his hands.

"For Karney, nothing. I owe her too much." Ed said trying to ease the worry in Stella's face.

"Bill me anyway. If he wants this fucking divorce, I'll make him pay for the reason we're getting one." Stella said, letting some of the inner turmoil show.

"It's about ten grand so far. Are you sure, once it's on the books, I have to collect one way or another." Ed said, hoping he had all his ducks in a row.

"Wow, that much... um, yeah. I need to protect my kids from anything like what happened tonight from ever happening again. It's not like they haven't seen some of the dirty pictures they sent back and forth." She sighed sadly, not wanting to think of her marriage ending in disaster. 

"If you want, I could sweep your common use computers and see if I can trace any other evidence... at an additional charge of a hundred dollars an hour, since you do want this billed." 

"Do you think that's necessary?" Stella asked startled.

"Yeah, if they have been indiscrete where the children could see it. Well, it would help with the child support, custody, and visitation stuff. I've seen these things get really ugly and he seems like a man on a mission." Ed said truthfully, trying to prepare her for the worst. 

"We'll let you know later Ed." Karney told her brother. "Take all that stuff with you and do what you have to do to make it admissible. I'll stay with her tonight and help her get things settled. Call your contractor friend and have him call so we can fix the door and get new locks."

"Sure thing Karney. I'll have him call first thing in the morning. The door wouldn't hold back a sneeze as it is now, but at least it closes." Ed said getting up.

"The boys can help fix it, since they broke it." Stella said unconsciously slipping back into her mommy mode.

"They had reason." Karney told her.

"Yeah, but they can't just go breaking things without realizing the cost. They're not in trouble, but they will help fix what they break." Stella said and then looked off into the distance as she tried to wrap her head around what had happened.

Stella had just about got her nerves settled when she decided to take her shower and get ready for bed. As soon as she entered her room, she smelled the stale scent of sex. She didn't have time to move as her stomach lurched and she started spewing all over the bed. 

Karney ran in and started calling for the boys. "Brian, Ryan, come quick." She called as she tried to steer Stella to the toilet as her stomach emptied. 

"What's wrong?" The boys were there ready for action. 

"Take the mattress and bedding stuff outside." She told them as they started turning green at the sound of their mother retching in the bathroom. "Move now! and bring me some cleaning stuff."

"Okay..." They said wondering what had made their mom get sick like that. "Is she going to be okay?" They asked as they tried to pull off the bedding without getting the yuck on them.

"She'll survive. It might be a long time before she's anywhere close to okay again." Karney said looking at the boy's reaction. "I'm sorry, but things just got complicated for you guys."

"It's not your fault. We had a great vacation until today. Take care of mom and we'll take care of this mess." Brian said, nudging his twin into action. 

***********************************

Over the following weeks, Stella accepted the paperwork served on her by her husband and spent most her time either hiding in her room or working herself to exhaustion at the gym. Karney could only look on as Stella tried to cope. 

The best thing she could do after putting her in touch with the attorney; was give her the space she needed to figure things out for herself. She knew that now wasn't the time to be pushy.

She finally pulled Stella to a secluded bar and grill and asked. "So, how is it going?" She held Stella's hands knowing it wasn't going to be good.

"It's going about as well as you warned me it would. He's asking for everything including half of my retirement. He wants two thousand a month in support, then more for the kids which he said I am turning against him. He claims that I knew and condoned his relationship with her, but refused to divorce him. He wants the house, the cabin and make it so I still have to pay for them out of my earnings, since I am the main wage earner and have kept him under my thumb, not allowing him to take advancement because I refused to move." Stella said unemotionally.

"Have you countered filed yet?" She stroked the back of Stella's hand.

"Bill wants to have a sit down in the next couple of weeks to lay cards on the table with Frank's lawyer. He is well pleased with what's in that file your brother gave him. He said I'll get what I want out of this. But, I figure he has to say that so I keep paying him his three fifty an hour." Stella shrugged again.

"No, Bill is great. If he says you'll get it, he means it. When he goes swimming, the sharks run. He is as mean and nasty as they come. It will cost a couple of thousand dollars right now, but he will get you what you want. Trust me!" Karney said trying to reassure Stella. 

"How are things going for you? I haven't seen you that much lately. Are you avoiding me?" Stella asked with tears threatening. She didn't want to face the fact that she might also lose a friend over all this. 

"No, I've been right here if you needed me. I've given you the space you need to wrap your head around this, but I'm right here. I didn't think you needed the complication of someone with the hots for you, there all the time. When the dust settles I'll still be right here." She cupped Stella's face softly, letting her know how she felt.

"Thanks... I needed that. I've felt rather useless lately. Maybe after the meeting, you could take me out and get me drunk and have your way with me." Stella smiled, trying to make a joke.

"I'll take you out and get you drunk, but when I have my way with you, you are going to be as sober as prohibitionist judge. I won't settle for some drunken interlude. I want it all or I'd rather have nothing and stay your friend." Karney said keeping eye contact. "I won't be your rebound either, so you might as well get that out of your head now." She smiled taking the bite out of her words.

"Well it's nice to know I'm still wanted." Stella sighed and looked down. "I feel like some old grizzled hag. I mean I knew what was happening, but I guess in the back of my mind I'd hoped I was wrong." Stella looked up and had to change the subject. "The kids would like it if you came over more often. You are their favorite person right now. You made quite an impression on that vacation." 

"Well if someone invited me over for the weekend, we could take them out to miniature golf or something." Karney said and smiled warmly. "Hint, hint...." 

"Okay, I'll have Amy call you tonight with the details and request." Stella smiled at Karney that almost made all the way up into her eyes.

*****************************

Stella dreaded this appointment, but she knew it had to happen. She was tired of listening to Frank tell her to find somewhere else to live. She was tired of the nasty messages and the emails. She couldn't work and had to turn down two very promising jobs because her heart wasn't in it. She smoothed down her slacks as she went in.

"Don't worry Stella, you're golden. I have the paperwork right here. I promise he'll sign before he leaves. Then it's all over but the waiting period and the judge's signature. You'll not even have to go to court. I wish all my cases were this easy." Bill, the tall white hared attorney said, as he patted Stella's hand and sat her down next to him. 

"I just want it over with. It's a pitiful shame after all this time that we are reduced to this." Stella said and looked at the big painting that covered the far wall. Ten minutes, that felt like hours later, the door opened and Frank and a tall woman walked in. Bill got up and shook the woman's hand. 

"Debra, I thought Whittaker was attorney of record?" He asked as he showed them their seats.

"He's busy in court today and since this is an informal meeting, he said I should take it. I hope you don't mind." She smiled evilly.

"Nope, not one bit. You're almost as good as me in family law. Your client will need it." Bill smiled unruffled. 

"Who is that?" Stella asked when Bill came back and sat next to her. 

"Stella, meet Debra, my ex-wife. She works at another firm and it always good to see her in such great spirits." He straightened his silk tie and continued. "But unfortunately, I'm going to have to burst her bubble." He smiled again.

"I don't think so. As far as I know, there is no evidence of anything improper going on before the dissolution of this marriage, so grounds have to be...."

"Well, let's talk about that." Bill interrupted. "My client, suspecting that there might be infidelity, had the forethought of hiring a highly distinguished Private Investigator. She gave said investigator permission to monitor her house and any and all dwellings where she had any financial responsibility. She also had any and all common use computers checked and the investigator had found a great amount of evidence of improper conduct by your client and his female friend." 

"What, a few photos of some stolen innocent kisses in a parking lot?" The female attorney asked with malice in her voice.

"Nope we're not talking about our history." He pulled out a thick file from his rolling case and handed to her.

"Whatever." She smiled again and straightened her jacket. 

"Here is your copy. There are also two good quality DVDs that can be entered. If you need to see them, I'll have my assistant forward them to your office. On the top is our counter suit. Well, two copies. One states I. D. for cause, the other, if you refuse to sign the first one before you leave here, claims mental anguish, emotional abuse and adultery. We'll give you an hour to look over everything. Have Kelly buzz me when your client makes up his mind." Bill stood up and motioned for Stella to precede him out the door.

Stella turned to ask him what was going on, but was stopped. "Wait for it...." He said and held up one finger.

"What the fuck is all this shit? Where did they get those pictures?" Frank yelled as Bill smiled in victory as he heard his ex-wife try and quiet her client. 

"Let's give them some time to regain their composure shall we?" Bill said with a satisfied look on his face. 

************************************

"So, how did it go?" Karney asked for the fourth time. "You're on your third drink in less than a half an hour and you still haven't answered me." She said as she smiled at her soon to be inebriated friend.

"It's done, I'm free...!" Stella said and took another big gulp of her drink.

"Well that's informative. How did it go? Come on spill before you start spilling your drink." Karney laughed at her friend's attempts at getting knee walking drunk

"What was in that file? I mean it took that snarky bitch less than a half an hour to convince Frank to sign the papers. He was screaming during most of it. I mean Bill did say that there was an affidavit from Brian or Ryan, about some picture, but other than that...." She sighed and took in more alcohol.

"I told you Bill was good." Karney smiled and dreaded carrying Stella to the car.

"Hey, you ladies looking for a good time?" A handsome young man came up all charm and smiles. 

"I just got rid of one limp dicked asshole, why would I want another?" Stella shot bullets from her eyes at the poor guy who went scrambling away.

"What the fuck is her problem?" He asked as he retreated.

"Bad divorce. Papers were signed today... sorry." Karney half smiled and waved him off.

"Bill said there might be some mediation about the kids, but since they are older than thirteen, they get a say. I just hope Frank can pull his head out of her cunt long enough to have a relationship with the kids." She slurred and waved the bartender motioning for another drink. 

"You're the D.D. right?" She asked looking at Stella with a knowing look.

"Yep, I'll take another Roy Rodgers. She needed this. I'll take good care of her." Karney said and smiled as Stella started talking to herself and waving her arm as the booze took effect. 

"And then... he has the gall to try and intimidate me on the way out. That snarky bitch just kept pushing him out the door and telling him, he was getting off easy and to shut the hell up, before I changed my mind." Stella took another gulp of her drink as Karney laughed. She had never seen her friend this gone before.

"You will feel better in a couple of days." Karney reassured her drunken friend.

"So when are you going to fuck me silly?" Stella asked unable to focus on Karney and ended up looking at her tits.

Karney felt her guts lurch and put her hand on top of Stella's drink. "Okay, you've had enough young lady. You are about to cross an uncrossable line. It's time for me to take you home and pour you into a bed." Karney left a generous tip and pulled Stella off the barstool.

"But I wanna get drunk!" Stella said belligerently. "It's not every day I become a flea woman again."

"Sweetie, you're already there but too drunk to realize it." Karney laughed, as she held Stella up and aimed for the door. 

"Oh, okay. Let's go to you place. I don't wet kids see me this way." Stella scrunched up her face, trying to put her thoughts together. 

"Okay, if you say so." Karney had to help Stella into her car. "None of that now." She swatted Stella's wandering hands and pulled her top back down where it belonged. 

Karney smiled as Stella passed out as she drove home. She was little to no help getting inside her apartment, and offered no resistance as she stripped her out of her good slacks and blouse. 

"Go to sleep and I've put a bucket right by your head if you need it." Karney told Stella and sighed.

"Don't weave me lone." Stella begged.

"I'll be back in a bit, just let yourself sleep it off. I'll be right here when you wake up." Karney patted Stella's hand and reassured her until her eyes closed. "Damn girl, I'd hate to have your head in the morning." She whispered and kissed the sleeping woman's brow tenderly.



**************************************



Stella couldn't remember where she was as she started to wake. She knew from the feeling of the sheets, she wasn't in her bed. She had a hard time separating what was her nightmare from what was reality. She sighed and then winced against the pounding it caused right behind her eyes. 

She groaned and then tried to stretch. Her hand met resistance and warmth. Trying to clear out the fog, she turned over to what should have been her side of the bed, only to be met by firm but pliable obstructions. She hazarded an attempt to open what had to be bloodshot eyes. Came face to breasts with a sleeping Karney. 

"What the fuck happened?" Stella croaked, and lay her head down, not caring if she used her friend's breasts for pillows. Her head hurt too much to keep it up.

"HHmmmmm, wha...? Karney sleepily replied and she felt the warm breath on her nipples. "What time is it?" She asked trying to shake the sleep off.

"Don't know or care... who left the light on? It hurts my eyes?" She tried to burrow into the warm dark place between Karney's breasts, trying to block out the light stabbing her eyes.  

"Sweetie, let me up... that's the sun. I'll get you some aspirin. I'm sure your head hurts. Where did you toss my top?" Karney asked not knowing if Stella realized she was the reason they were both naked. She tried to keep her pajamas on, but Stella wasn't having it, seconds after she came to bed Stella had basically striped them both and snuggled in.

A few minutes later, Karney came back in, handed Stella a handful of pills and a glass of water. "I called your house and told the kids you were still sleeping and to get something for lunch."

"Lunch...? What, how long did I sleep?" Stella asked tucking the sheet around her so she could sit up and take the pills. 

Karney smiled down at her friend. "Well you passed out for about an hour, came out and shocked my landlord, calling me to bed. We had a wrestling match with our clothes for about fifteen minutes, and crashed at about ten. It's eleven now, so all totaled you got about eight hours of what I'd call sleep." She sat down and softly rubbed Stella's head and hair.

"Did we, did I...." Stella tried to process the information her brain refused to accept.

"No sweetie, but it wasn't for the lack of you trying." Karney smiled again. "Has anyone told you that you get horny and grabby when you're drunk?" She smiled again at the pretty blush on Stella's face. 

"Nooo, um, I didn't, did I?" Stella looked up at Karney and tried to figure out if she was teasing or not. "I usually don't get that drunk. My dad was an alcoholic and I've stayed away from that as much as I can." She explained as she sipped the water and closed her eyes. 

"I told you if and when... and I'll stick with the when, after last night; we did that, you would have to be sober. You were not last night. So, I did what I had to do and let you sleep. And, that is the last I'm going to say about what happened last night other than you needed it." 

"Okay." Stella sighed and covered her head with a pillow. "Could you tell whoever is hammering, to stop it? My head hurts too much." She pulled the other pillows on top to try and block out the noise.

"Dear, that's just you own pulse you're hearing in your head." Karney laughed and pulled the pillows off. "And no, I'm not going to just let you die. So get your ass up and take a shower while I get you some food." She pushed Stella over and slapped her ass to get her moving.

Stella could hear Karney's chuckles as she walked away. She groaned as she pulled herself off the bed and headed into the shower. She thanked Karney's forethought in setting out a set of towels and a soft plush robe.

Thirty minutes later, Stella almost felt like she would live, even if she didn't want to. She had her long hair rapped in a towel as she followed the smell of coffee. "Thanks, I don't know what I'd done if you weren't there." Stella said as she nauseously sipped the hot coffee.




Mid-Life in Crisis



"Oh, other than insult men, calling them pin dicks and the like? Or maybe making a real scene?" Karney smiled.

"Who did I call a pin dick?" Stella asked trying to recall just what she did the night before and only finding a fog where the memories should have been. 

"Oh, just about any guy that had the nerve to ask you if you wanted to dance or have a good time. After the third one, they got the message." Karney teased knowing her fried didn't remember anything after that third drink.

"Never again, I'll never drink again." Stella vowed to Karney's laughter.

"Famous last words. So, other than being hung over, how do you feel?" Karney asked looking for the shock and depression she felt she had to guard against.

"Fine I guess. I mean it wasn't like a major shock, I just never thought that.... Well you know. The thought of being single after so many years of being married, even if I now realize the last couple were nothing but a lie." Stella shrugged. "Our marriage was over a long time ago, I just never knew it."

"I am sorry." Karney tried to apologize.

"For what? If not for you, I'd be, well I'd lost more than I ever thought. I never knew he hated me so much." Stella tried to express her confused feelings about her very soon to be ex-husband.

"Are you ready to face the kids?" Karney asked reminding Stella of her responsibilities.

"Yeah, let me get dressed and then take me home. The kids will be happy to see you." Stella found her first smile.

***********************************

The only surprise, over the next few months, was when Sheila showed up at the door one day. Stella was shocked and almost slammed the door in her face, but she had been raised better than that.

"Yes?" Was all she said, trying to reign in her anger.

"I know you've got reason to be mad at me, but I thought I needed to clear the air about some things." The younger woman said trying to ignore the daggers in Stella's eyes.

"What, did you come to gloat? So what, you won. Take your winnings and leave me alone." Stella hissed before she could stop herself.

"Look, I know this is hard. Think how hard it was for me to knock on your door. I'm trying for the sake of the children." Sheila said and unconsciously rubbed her abdomen. 

"My kids are fine." Stella was about to retort some more, but she stopped. "Oh my god. You're pregnant aren't you?" 

"Yeah, and well the kids do share a father. I wanted to make peace for the kid's sake. I'm not the monster you think I am." Sheila told the shocked Stella.

Stella was about to retort, but Sheila stopped her with a raised hand. "I know you've got reason to be hurt. But sniping at each other on your porch isn't going to get us anywhere. If we could meet someplace and just talk, I think we could clear the air." 

"Oh, hell... you might as well come in. If we're going to have this talk, I'd like home field advantage. We can go into my office." Stella motioned in the other woman and led her to her private room. "Have a seat." She said without emotion.

"Thank you. I don't know if I could be a gracious if the situation was reversed." Sheila sat down and started. "First off, I think Frank held back some things from me. I know he never lied, but if you only get half the picture...." She shrugged. "And with the baby coming and visitation and everything." The younger Sheila said trying to defuse some of the animosity. 

"Why did you have an affair with a married man?" Stella asked interrupting the other woman.

"I wouldn't even talk to him about anything other than work for the first year. Over time he convinced me that you two were separated and living different lives. He said that he stayed for the kids but the love had been gone for a long time. He, after months of talking about it, said you would never divorce him because... well I've seen some things growing up."

"And you believed him? Why...?" Stella asked realizing that everything so far had been true, but only half of the truth.

"Well, there were no love notes on birthdays, no afternoon calls, and he said you had tossed him over for your new outlook on life. That you were either at the Gym or buried work here in this office. He was lonely and I was lonely and then one day after we closed a really big assignment, we hugged. The spark was there. It just went from innocent sharing to something more over time." She shrugged helplessly. "We'd only had sex a couple of times when he told me that you knew about us."

"So to celebrate, you spend the day in my cabin getting pregnant?" Stella rubbed her head.

"He said you had a girlfriend and he wanted to have a place all our own. Look I'm not saying I didn't act like a silly love struck bitch. But, well I do love him and I am pregnant. Then when he told me that you went to Florida with your girlfriend, I didn't question it. He said he had talked to his attorney and he would get a divorce if you wanted one or not. I didn't know you were coming back. We had it out after what your kids said that night." She just looked down. 

"It didn't seem funny that none of their stuff went with me?" Stella asked shocked. At least Sheila wasn't trying to sugar coat it.

"Yeah well, if you knew my past, you might understand. I know I'm not some hot number like you. All I ever wanted was someone to love me for me. Frank gives that to me. I didn't know I was being a home wrecker. I thought I was making an unhappy, depressed, man live again. I thought you were nothing but a stone around his neck and it was my job to save him."

"What about the dirty pictures that my son saw? Is that what you think is appropriate?" Stella asked without the venom.

"Frank is only my second, and the first to make it feel good. I thought I was just having sexy fun with the man I love. I never expected your kids to see that. I'm ashamed that they did and the names they called me." She blushed.

"Didn't your mother ever teach you right from wrong?" Stella could see the remorse.

"I'm an orphan. My momma was killed by my father who was killed by the cops when I was five. I was raised in a home until I was fifteen then some of his family found me. My uncle, well, he was my first. He made it sound like we'd be together forever. He even put me through school. He is serving a life sentence for rape of a minor." She saw the look on Stella's face and blanched. "I don't want your pity. I don't want anyone's pity. I've made a life for myself."

"And one hell of a mess." Stella said sighing. 

"I'm no slut. If I knew the whole truth, I'd made him wait until he got the divorce. Unfortunately, it's too late for that since I'm carrying his child. I'm having our baby and I'll forgive him his half truths. I'm going to do everything in my power to make him so happy he'll never have to look at another woman again." Sheila said sitting forward.

"Well, I wish you the best of luck." Stella said and meant it. "He was right you know. Our marriage was over years ago, I just didn't know it. I went to the gym because he wanted me too. But, that's all water under the bridge. I'll be honest. I'm going to have to do some thinking about what you've said. I'll talk to the kids too." Stella said tired of the whole mess. 

"Then I did all I could do. I don't expect we'll ever be really friendly to each other, but maybe less combative. I don't want to have to make him choose between his kids, yours or mine. It was nice thinking about having a big house for that week." She motioned around. "But, this is your house and I want my own. Together we make a good living. Better than I ever thought I would. I'm sorry if I hurt you in my fantasy and ignorance."

"Yeah, well. Maybe some time we can talk about that. The kids will be home, if they already aren't. Thanks for stopping by." Stella got up and walked her to the door.

"What's SHE doing here?" Ryan asked angrily, as soon as the door closed.

"Trying to make peace." Stella sighed and leaned against the door. "She just might have accomplished it too. Remember she isn't the only one at fault and watch your tone. I don't want to hear any of you calling her a slut again." She gave her son the look.

"Yes Ma'am." Ryan knew the look and that his mother meant it, even if he still thought his dad's girlfriend was a slut. "So, when is Karney coming over again" He asked changing the subject.

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"Well, wasn't that interesting." Karney said as they peddled down the imaginary road in the gym.

"Yeah, she's been through some shit. But still, to swallow his load of crap without question? I was surprised she didn't try to paint herself in a better light." Stella said thoughtfully. "Ryan asked when you were coming over again. I think my son has a crush on you." She smiled and peddled faster.

"That's just what I need." She panted as she tried to keep pace. "Okay, slow up, you win." Karney said as she sat up and mopped her face with her towel.

"You're starting to get soft. That's what you get for trying to avoid me." Stella said and smiled at the look on Karney's face.

"I've been busy, I swear." She said as she sat there and did her five minutes of cool down.

"Uh huh, sure... if you say so. You ready for a shower?" Stella jumped off the bike and swatted Karney's ass with her towel. "Last one in has to wash the other's hair." She called back and jogged into the locker room. 

"No fair! You cheated." Karney ran in a second behind Stella. 

"I'll start the water" Stella smiled. "You get the shampoo. I'm going to enjoy this." She stripped and was standing under the hot spray, letting it relax her muscles when she felt Karney come in behind her.

"Here, tilt your head back. I still say you had too much of it cut off. I like you hair longer." Karney started rinsing the sweat out of Stella's hair so she could take her time and wash it.

"It was only six inches. It'll grow back. Ummmm, that feels nice." She moaned as Karney started washing the long strands of her hair. She had wanted this for a long time, as she leaned back and let her body come in contact with Karney's firm breasts. She could feel the hard nipples poking her back and moaned.

Karney felt Stella's shutter. "Are you sure?" She asked as her body responded with hope of fulfilling a long denied want.

"We're both single... and this does feel nice." Stella said and wiggled her tight butt cheeks against the taller woman, felling the soft fuzz of her trimmed bush in the small of her back.

Karney took her time. She didn't want a mad rush. She wanted to savor every touch, every sensation as she finally made love to the woman who had consumed her mind for the past two years. 

She let the water wash out the soap, following the tiny bubbles with stroking hands. She put body wash in her hands and lovely cupped Stella's breast, continuing on from where they stopped so many months before. She leaned down and kissed her neck as she captured the hard nipples and gently stroked and caressed them to full hardness. 

Stella moaned at the attention. Her body vibrated with each caress and stroke, willing Karney's hands to explore like her husband never did in his rush to get his needs met. She knew she could do this for a long time as her flesh rose and her legs flexed waiting for the attention her core craved. 

Karney's fingers explored every curve, every contour, every inch of the woman she was about to take as a lover. She gently probed her butt cheeks, parting them and coming around to the tight springy curls of Stella's flame red bush. She was just about to part her lips with her fingers.

"Karney... are you in here, you have a phone call." The Gym's office assistant called into the shower area. Both women groaned in frustration as the gym bunny came in. 

"Yeah, I'm in the shower... can't it wait?" Karney asked gritting her teeth, her fingers literally a fraction of an inch for the heat producing core of the woman she had wanted to make love to forever.

"They said it was very important. I'm sorry but he was so insistent." The young girl said and was about to find them in a very compromising position.

"Fine...! I'll be out in a second. Tell them it better be a fucking emergency, or heads are going to roll!" Karney said, and nipped at Stella's neck making her groan. "I was just rubbing some sore spots on my friend. She'll not forgive her aching... muscles later." She teased Stella, knowing their interlude was over.

Stella was blushing red as the frustration and the situation had caught her completely off guard. She felt like she was acting like some sex starved teen ager. "Well hell, I am sex starved." She muttered to herself. 

"What's that?" Karney asked, not catching all of what Stella had said.

"I'm starved." Stella smiled. "Go take the call and then take me to lunch." She found the strength to move away from Karney's embrace and finish rinsing her body. "I'll be waiting outside." She reached up and tweaked Karney's hard nipples and grabbed a towel and headed to her locker.

As Stella dressed, she realized that she hadn't had that much fun not getting laid in a long time. She wondered just how much teasing her friend could take. She also realized that sooner or later, they would end up having some wild unrestrained sex. Somehow, that didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. 

"Goddamn fucking retards...!" Karney stomped back in before Stella had finished buckling her sandals. 

"What's wrong?" Stella asked concerned. 

"My investment broker, the lousy fucking scumbag, has made off with over half of my money and headed to parts unknown. The investment company is trying to fob it off as all a bad mistake. I have to go and talk to my lawyer to see what I can do. If I don't get that money back, I'll have to go out and find a fucking job to help pay the bills on this place."

"What do you mean? Do you need, can I help pay for your fees until you fix this?" Stella asked confused. 

"No... I'll deal." Karney said realizing she had just about let the cat out of the bag. "It's just I hate dealing with this stuff. So, I let someone they said was supposedly trustworthy, handle it and they fucked it all up." She griped, still feeling the after effects of the shower, but knowing the mood had been broken. 

"Okay, then when you are done, come over and I'll fix diner. I'm sure the kids won't mind the company." Stella reached up on her toes and kissed her friends cheek. "Call if you're going to be later than six thirty." 

"Damn you and your trust issues." Karney muttered to herself as she watched Stella walk away. 

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Several frustrating hours later, Karney smoothed down her slacks and knocked on the door. 

"I'll get it." She heard Amy yell seconds before the door burst open. "Oh, hi Karney... Mom said someone was coming for dinner, but not that it was you. She's been fussing over her clothes for an hour. I thought she might be going on a date or something." Amy showed her mother's friend in. "I'll tell her you're here, and then Stacy is coming to get me for a sleep over. Have fun!" The vivacious teen said and bounced down the hall.

Karney wanted to drool as Stella came into view. She took in the nice, if a bit revealing outfit her friend was wearing and wondered if everyone knew she was staring at Stella's tits. Hell, they were practically on display. Then to see the taper of Stella's firm shapely legs, incased in the silk stockings that hinted at what she knew was a silk and lace garter. Karney swallowed hard, ignoring the sharp eyed teen as she stood there in admiration of the beautiful woman. 

"So, how did it go?" Stella asked with a slight smile on her face.

"What? Oh, it went... the lawyers can battle it out. Theirs is claiming I signed a liability waver, and mine is saying 'Yeah, for loss in the market, not theft from their company.' They are trying to save face and hush this up and my lawyer is threatening to blow it out in the news. I'll get my money back, but don't know how much it's going to cost me. Enough about all that. Are we going somewhere? I thought I was getting a home cooked meal." She stopped when the phone rang.

"I'll get it." Amy yelled and bound out of the room to grab the phone.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes." Stella said brushing down her skirt self consciously. 

"So, did you wear that for me?" Karney quirked an eyebrow.

"Nope, I wore it for me! Do you like it?" She did a little spin that had Karney panting.

"Oh yeah, I like it. Where have you been hiding that?" Karney asked all attention, thinking she'd love to come home to that view every day.

"Mommmm, Stacy just called. I can't go over. She's been puking all day and her parents canceled the sleep over." Amy came back in complaining, only half aware of the scene she was interrupting.

"Looks like a girl's night in." Stella said and laughed at the obvious disappointment on Karney's face.

"Cool, but where are the boys?" Karney asked taking off her shoes and sitting down on the big couch.

Throughout dinner, Stella would take pains to lean over and watch Karney's eyes delve into her cleavage. By the time Amy started cleaning the table, both women were trying to deal with wet panties. Stella couldn't remember ever having this much fun playing and teasing. She could see the reaction every time as Karney would drop the food off her fork or spill her drink or just sit there and wiggle uncomfortably in her chair. 

The girls would laugh giggle and cry at the movie Stella rented for their entertainment. It was almost eleven when the boys, coming home from their dates came in and exclaimed. 

"Crap, a house full of teary eyed females, head for the hills." Brian smiled at his mom and ogled her friend. 

"Boys are such pigs. What did your date leave you high and dry again?" Amy said and got up to confront her idiot brothers.

"What...? I didn't say anything." Ryan tried to defend himself.

"You agreed with him, that's enough." Amy pushed the boy toward the stairs. "Just go to bed and try and act like a human being." She added following them. "Night mom, night Karney. I had a great time."

"So, did mom go out on a date? I haven't seen her dressed that nice in a while." Ryan asked as he walked into his room.

"Like I said, pigs. No, Karney came over and they had movie night. A woman doesn't have to have a reason to dress nice. Unlike men who only do it to try and get a female. Once he got her, all his bad habits come out." Amy lectured her brothers like they were brain damaged. 

"Well, that's my cue. I'll see you at the gym?" Karney didn't know how she would react if she didn't get some distance. And she knew for sure the kids would be shocked by what she wanted to be doing on the couch with their mother.

"Yeah, I had a nice relaxing evening. Thanks for coming over." Stella said as she walked her friend to the door. "Don't be a stranger." She added and leaned up to kiss Karney's cheek.

Karney, frustrated by all the teasing and hinted at intimacy, turned and captured Stella's lips. They stood there lip locked for a minute, before Karney knew she had to leave or make love to Stella right there. 

Amy was about to tell Karney goodbye, but stopped when she saw them kissing. Tiptoeing back to her room, she listened to see how long the make-out session would last. She had a feeling about Karney, and she now knew she was right. She knew she would have to think about how she felt about her mother falling in love with Karney. 

She knew her mother had been a lot happier since the divorce was finalized and she was spending more time with the tall brunette. Now if she just could keep the boys from ogling Karney's tits and ass all the time, there might be laughter in the house again. Amy wondered if she should go out and talk to her mother. But, decided against it when she heard her mother's door close and went to bed instead. 




Mid-Life in Crisis



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Karney was going crazy. If she didn't know any better, she would have though Stella was teasing and making her crazy on purpose. Every time they might get a moment to take things farther, something would interrupt. If it wasn't the phone, it would be one of the boys or Amy with a question. She loved Stella's kids, but damn she wished they would all disappear for one night. Either that or she had to find a way to get Stella over to her place and see if they could work on the frustration level that was almost out of control. 

Little did she know, all she had to do was ask. Stella, who on most days relished in the teasing, was also at wits end. She didn't know how to take the next step. She knew what she wanted, but not how to get it. What did she know about seducing a woman? Until recently she had never thought she would ever have a chance to figure out her attraction to Karney.

Amy watched with suppressed mirth. She knew something was going on, but no matter how hard she tried, she could never catch them in an embrace or kissing again. She wanted to be able to walk in and act like nothing was wrong. But they kept dancing around it and except for that first night, she never could catch them at it again. 

She figured since she had kissed a boy... 'Yuck' and a girl... 'Yummy', she knew just what her mother wanted and needed. Life was so much clearer to her teenaged mind. She couldn't understand what their problem was. If one of them would make the first move, then Karney could move in and they all could live happily ever after.

As if life was that easy. Well it could be, but not when you are dealing with two adults with divorces and problems with trust. After watching them for a couple of weeks, Amy figured since she seemed to be the only one thinking straight, it was up to her to confront her mom. She 'slept in late' one school day and didn't open her door until she heard her brothers' pound down the stairs and slam the door behind them. 

She felt like she should go into acting as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stumbled into the bathroom, know her mother was watching. After taking as much time as she could, stalling her morning routine. She came out ready to ask her mom to take her to school.

"So, you wanted to talk to me about something?" Stella asked her daughter whose actions were totally obvious. 

"No... I over slept. Can you take me to school?" She asked trying to play innocent.

"Sure, as soon as you sit down and tell me what this is all about." Stella crossed her arms and motioned her daughter into a chair. 

"What makes you think...?" Amy started.

"Because I'm a mom, now spill it. We're wasting time and your grades aren't as high as they should be. So if you want me to write you an excuse, get to talking." Stella said and sat across from her daughter wondering what was wrong.

"Mom, when is it the right time to start to make love to someone?" Amy asked, trying to come at this from a different angle.

"That all depends. But I'd hope you'll wait for that until you find the right person in like ten years or so. Why?" Stella looked concerned. "Is someone trying to convince you to do that?"

"Oh god no...! I know better than that. I'm not like my brothers who think with their sexual organs. I just know someone whose... well I'm just confused about what's going on." She actually looked confused.

"Oh, okay then. I guess." Stella stopped to think. She knew this had to be important for her daughter to give the performance she watched this morning. "Well first off, they would have to be single and available to make that type of commitment. Then the feelings would have to be mutual. Then I guess if it feels right, then they could take the step into a committed relationship."

"Did you wait until you were married for the first time?" Amy asked wondering. She did know many of her mother's beliefs, even if they sounded strange in today's society.

"Yes, well we waited until we were engaged, before we had sex. Why is this so important right now?"

"Well like I said, I know some people who act like they are in love, but neither one is willing to take the next step. I mean in some ways its fun to watch, but in others I wonder if they know what they're missing." Amy said and ran her hands through her hair, refusing to look in her mother's eyes. 

"Well honey, sex is a big step for some people. There are also many other issues to deal with, like trust or even compatibility. Even if two people are in love, that doesn't mean they actually like each other."

"Yeah well, they've been friends for ever. And it shouldn't matter that they are the same sex. I mean if love is love it doesn't matter right?" Amy asked and blushed, knowing she blew it.

"Well that can add some complications, especially for the younger crowd. It seems like young people don't think before they act. I hope you are being careful."

"Mom...! I keep telling you this isn't about me. I don't even have a crush right now. Honest!" She rolled her eyes. "It's about some women I know who look like they love each other but, well... damn it you and Karney look so good together." Amy huffed in total frustration.

"Me and Karney...?" Stella rocked back shocked. "What does this have to do with me and Karney? We're friends, nothing more." Stella blushed at the thought that her daughter had figured out her attraction to another woman and was going to use it against her. "Why, what has your father asked?" 

"What does dad have to do with it? Like I'd tell him what's happening here. Besides he has his head so far up Sheila's butt, all he can see is crap." Amy waved off her mother's insane comment. "This is about the kiss I saw you sharing with Karney. It's like totally obvious to me that you two are in love, but are afraid or something." 

"Um, well um...." Sheila stammered completely off guard. "I'm just barely divorced from your father. I'm not sure. I mean I like her and...." She stopped realizing what she was saying. "Why am I trying to explain it to you?" she asked herself.

"Well you have to think about it somehow. It's not like I'm adverse to the idea, but we already know which direction I'm leaning. I'm sure my brothers will have a fit, but they'll get used to it. Besides, they like Karney as much as I do." Amy said like it all made perfect sense. 

"You haven't talked to them about this have you?" Stella asked automatically.

"NO! I'm not stupid. So, you are in love with her aren't you?" Amy asked smelling a victory.

"I, I don't know. And, I don't like the fact my kids are discussing my sex life or the lack there of. You need to keep your thoughts and observations to yourself or you'll be grounded for life." She warned her daughter. "Now get your stuff, you're late for school and I have to get some work done." Stella got up, ending the conversation.

Amy stewed during the drive to school. She knew by the look on her mom's face that she wasn't in the mood to continue the conversation. Knowing she'd have all day to dread the consequences, she finally told her mother as she got out of the car. 

"Oh, by the way, I think Karney is in love with you too." Before she slammed the door and ran into the school with her late note.

"Son of a bitch!" Stella said as she watched her daughter run away. The rest of the day was a complete waste. Stella couldn't concentrate on the article she was supposed to be writing. Amy's words kept running through her mind, making her even more confused. 

She realized that she had been teasing Karney, but didn't know what to do about it. She knew she didn't want to stop when they started kissing and rubbing each other. But, she never thought of herself as gay or lesbian. She was a divorced mother, for heaven's sake. She'd been a house wife for longer than she cared to remember. Someone didn't turn gay after all that? 

Did they?

"Hey Mom... Can Jason and Paul come over?" Her son yelled, breaking the spell.

"What...? Why are you home so early?" She asked automatically.

"Mom...! "Ryan said confused. "It's like four thirty. I was wondering if my friends could come over. Then maybe convince you into buying some pizza. The game is on and we want to hang out." He smiled and shook his head at the blank look on his mom's face.

"That's fine dear." She shook her head, trying to clear it. "If you make a mess, you clean it!" She added as she absently picked up the phone to dial for the pizza delivery.

"Wow; that was easy. I wonder what's wrong." Brian asked as they walked away, already texting their friends, telling them the party was on.

"Yeah, maybe we should go ask if she'll spring for some beer." Ryan smiled at his twin.

"Don't push it." Stella said as she came out of her office. "I'll be at Karney's. Where's your sister?" She asked looking around.

"She said she's having a sleep over with what's her name. She said she called, but you didn't answer. She said you have the number." Brian told him mother.

"Yeah, cool. Give Karney a kiss for us." Ryan smiled and bumped into his brother, trying to trip him. 

"Quit lusting after mom's girlfriend. It's embarrassing." His brother said, pushing back. "You'll never know we were there after the game. Have fun with Karney." Brian said and hugged his mom goodbye.

"Cool beans, the house to ourselves." Ryan said wiggling his eye brows.

"Yeah, so don't blow it being stupid or it will never happen again." Brian warned as they headed to get the big screen ready for the game. 

"Have fun...." Stella said, still in a daze. 

She drove on auto pilot. Her mind racing with the words from her children tumbling through her head. She tried to figure out if this thing with Karney was just because no one had showed her any positive attention, or something more meaningful. Before she knew it, she was sitting in front of Karney's townhouse, her knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel. 

Taking a deep breath, Stella forced herself to walk up to her door and knock. She didn't know what she wanted to say, but she knew she had to say it. She rubbed her hands down her skirt as she listened to Karney coming to the door. 

"Oh, hi...!" Karney said as she opened the door. Before she knew what hit her, Stella was wrapping her arms around her and kissing her like she had never been kissed before. 

Stella saw Karney and saw the emotions on her face. Her first instinct was to kiss the pain away. She didn't hesitate as she kissed her friend. As the kiss lingered, Stella felt Karney moan and start to relax into it. 

They stood there in the doorway kissing for what seemed like forever. The worry and anger flowed out of Karney as the smaller woman kissed her, like she had wanted to be kissed for a long time. Forgotten was the budding fight with the once lover who had betrayed her. She had who she wanted right there in her arms. 

Behind the kissing pair, stood a tall thin woman, with tears in her eyes. Seeing the kissing pair, she knew it was hopeless. Only now, when it was too late, did she realize that Karney was the one who held her heart. But the evidence was right there for her to see. She could feel the love between the entwined women who were oblivious to everything but each other. Now all she had to do was find a way past them and pick up the shattered pieces of her heart. Finding her voice, she cleared her throat. 

"I'll just be going now." She said with strength she didn't know she had.

Karney finally pulled away from Stella's embrace. "Oh, sorry Kim. This is Stella."

"I didn't know you had company..." Stella said with hurt and confusion in her voice. 

"It's alright, I'll... I'll call you later Karn." The tall woman rushed past so they wouldn't see the tears in her eyes for what she now knew was totally lost. 

"Did I interrupt something?" Stella asked, with her arm still around Karney.

"Only a disagreement about things in the past. Don't worry about it. So, what prompted this little visit?" She smiled. "I hope you don't plan on teasing me anymore. I don't think I could take it." She leaned in to capture Stella's lips and wasn't met with any resistance. This time it was Stella's turn to moan as Karney became the aggressor. 

"Get a room!" A male voice called out from somewhere, breaking them apart again. 

"Sorry, do you want to come in?" Karney refused to let Stella go, as she pulled her into the condo. 

"Are you okay?" Stella asked still seeing some of the hurt and emotion on Karney's face.

"I'm much better now unless you plan on stopping me." She hugged Stella possessively.

"Stopping you from what?" Stella's mind was still in shock from her day and the kisses.

"Making love to you until you scream." Karney pulled Stella close and started ravishing her lips as her hands started pulling on her clothes.

"Oh...!" Was all Stella got out as her head spun. Her hands responded of their own accord, as she felt Karney slip her top off. They searched out her lover's breasts and tingled as the nipples hardened in her palms. 

How they made it to Karney's bed they couldn't remember. Stella's mind only flashes, as clothes went flying and skin came into contact to skin. As nipples rubbed nipples and smooth legs stumbled as they tried to walk. Their lips only parted for seconds at a time, then reclaimed each other. Stella was a burning ball of desire as she fell back, taking Karney with her. 

Karney didn't know where to start or stop. She felt the heat, the hard nipples, and the moist pussy; as they made their way to her bed. She wanted to take her time, but knew she couldn't. Her need for release was too great. She needed to show Stella just how much it could be. She needed Stella forever, even if forever was just this once.

Over an hour later, Stella's head finally began to clear again. She could feel her body relax after the shattering climax Karney had given her. She could smell Karney's sex on her lips and the flavor on her tongue. She was sore in places she forgot she had. Her eyes focused on the pulsing core in front of her and she just had to get that last little pearl of fluid as it slid down Karney's sculpted thigh. 

Before she knew it, Karney had her clutched against her as she panted and moaned. Stella felt her tense and bite as her body shuttered again. Stella kept licking and sucking as the tart fluid slid down into her mouth and threatened to drown her. She had her hands full of Karney's tight ass as she tried to keep the pulsing pussy on her mouth.

Finally Karney had to wrench herself away from the sweet torture. She couldn't take any more. She knew Stella was inexperienced, but boy was she enthusiastic. Her core couldn't stop shuddering from the sweet assault of Stella's mouth and tongue. The strong fingers brushing up against her ass didn't help much either, but she knew Stella wasn't ready for that yet. 

To be honest, she didn't think Stella was ready to go as far as she did, but her thoughts were shattered as Stella's lips found her clit again and started sucking and licking the sensitive bud.

"OH FUCK...! No more, I can't take any more." Karney fought her way out of her lover's grip and turned to face her. "Where in the hell did you learn to do that?" She gasped as she hugged Stella so her hands couldn't wander and start stroking her over stimulated body. 

"Well I have been doing some research. And I can read. Why, did I do it wrong?" Stella asked unsure of herself now that she had crossed the threshold and made Karney her one and only lover.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll refine your technique as time goes on, but I can't move. I say you did fucking great." Karney smiled and pushed Stella's wet hair back and softly kissed her again. "But, if you don't watch it, I might never let you get out of this bed. Then we'd starve and be found dead entwined together. What would the neighbors' think?" She teased and smiled, letting her know she was at least only half joking. 

"That there were two people in love." Stella said with it showing in her eyes. "Where do we go from here?" She leaned in and softly kissed some of the nip and bite marks she had left on Karney's skin. 

"Well first, like any good workout, we go rehydrate. Then, I think we need to take separate showers, put something on, and talk." Karney smiled.

"Why separate? I could wash your hair for you." Stella smiled.

"Because if we took one together, we'd end up back in bed and we both know what that would lead up too. Not that I'm adverse to the idea, but I think we need to talk first." Karney said seriously.

"Okay... I guess." Stella was again unsure of herself. She realized that she was in love with her friend, but didn't want to face the rejection. She wanted to 'live happily ever after', but she knew the real world didn't work that way. 

Karney poured some rehydrating sports drink for them as Stella showered. She knew she was conflicted. On one hand, she wanted Stella forever. Not even in her fantasies, was Stella the wildcat that she just finished with. On the other hand, she didn't know if she could ever trust anyone again after Kim's betrayal. And to have them both here in the same day was too much for her mind to take.

She knew she almost succumbed to Kim's blatant attempts to get her back in bed. Stella's teasing over the last few weeks hadn't helped. Then to have Stella show up and all but rape her in the doorway. Even after the fire of her passion had been quenched, she didn't know if she could trust her heart again, even if she wanted to.

"Your turn." The object of her desire and confusion came out, with her robe open and toweling her long hair. 

Karney saw the plump nipples and almost couldn't stop herself. It wasn't the nudity, she had seen Stella nude before. It was the knowledge that Stella was displaying it just for her and that she saw the desire and love in her eyes. Karney's pussy pulsed in response to the loving it knew it could have. 

"I'll be right back.... I promise." Karney said and retreated before her body took control again.

"I'll be right here." Stella smiled a naughty little smile and swatted Karney's ass as she passed. "And waiting...!"

"Oh shit, oh fuck; what the hell am I going to do with her now?" Karney asked herself, as the shower hit her skin. "She's one of them all or nothing kind of people. What if she can't accept what I can give her? Would I lose her? What about her kids? What would they say if I moved into their house and her bed? Could I live without her? Could I live with her? Fuck Karney, you've been dreaming of this for years. Either put up or shut up!" She argued with herself as she showered. 

Karney walked out to a sitting Stella, who had closed her robe, not that it did anything to hide the tight pointed nipples that fit so well in her mouth. Stella looked up and knew she had to have her say first. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come over here and attack you. I just wanted to talk, but I saw you and reacted. I'm sorry if I interrupted anything with that woman, who is in love with you. I know we've teased each other and I know I've wanted to try, but I didn't want to push myself on you like I did." She was ringing her hands as she talked.

"Stella..." She sighed again as Stella tried to stammer more apologies. "STELLA...! Do you want to shut up long enough for me to talk?" She asked, trying to breakthrough to her lover. "Shit, I'm toast." She said to herself when she realized the decision was already made, if Stella would have her. 

"I just wanted to... what did you say?" Stella asked not quite able to make out the soft spoken words. 

"I said I love you...! Well kinda, it meant the same thing." Karney sighed. "I hope today wasn't another tease. Because I don't think I could stand...." She paused at the astonished look on Stella's face. "You have to admit we make great love together." She said stumbling to a stop.