13 comments/ 32080 views/ 38 favorites Max & Angie By: bigblueyes This is my first attempt at a story, and I hope that its ok. Please feel free to leave me comments! I would appreciate anything you readers have to say! Thanks and enjoy. Angie stared out the window wondering what she was going to do. Today was her twenty-fifth birthday and she had no one to spend it with. She got off the window seat and padded over to the fridge to see what she could cook up. When she opened the refrigerator she saw that it had been a while since she had been shopping. All that was in the fridge was a half gallon of milk, maybe about two eggs and some moldy slices of cheese. She turned and rummaged through her cupboards and realized that they weren't much better off. She sighed and wondered what she was going to do. Finally after a minute of contemplating she picked up the phone, called a local restaurant and made reservations. She quickly jumped in the shower to get ready. *** By the time she was ready she had to rush out the door to make it to her reservation on time. She ran down two flights of stairs and out the door to her black Nissan Xterra. She rushed over to La Ristornate. It was her favorite Italian place and since she was all by herself she decided to treat herself. *** When she arrived at the restaurant she was a couple of minutes late for her reservation. She jumped out of her car and without a glance raced toward the doors. Then next thing she knew she felt like she hit a solid brick wall and then she felt her butt hit the ground. When she looked up she was staring in to a pair of violet-blue eyes. "Oh my goodness, I'm really sorry about running into you." The tall raven haired woman said. She reached down and offered her hand to help Angie up. "That's ok. It was my fault. I wasn't looking were I was going." After Angie wiped herself off, she had a chance to inspect her better. The raven haired lady was wearing a white chef coat and black and white checkered pants. From the way she was dressed, she looked like she might work here at the restaurant. As her eye's traveled up the body of this beautiful woman; she noticed that the woman had broad shoulders, and strong hands. She had high cheek bones and the loveliest violet-blue eyes. When Angies eyes meet the other woman's again, she saw a smile on her lips. "Um," Angie stammered. "Thank you again, um..." "Maxine, but my friends call me Max, and no problem. Well, I got to get to work. Um, are you eating here?" "Yes, it's my birthday." "Oh, well, enjoy your birthday date." Max said as she started to walk away. Angie didn't know why but she had to clarify. She had to tell her that she was here alone. "Max," she yelled. "I'm not here on a date. I'm here by myself. I didn't have anybody to celebrate my birthday with, so I decided to take myself out. I just thought I would tell you. Well, I have to go; I'm really late for my reservation." With that Angie turned and ran into the restaurant. *** Max watched her walk away and she just smiled. She thought Angie was one of the most interesting women she had ever met. She shook her head and walked around the back to the employees' entrance. "Hey Max," A tall burly man yelled. "You're late! What took you so long?" She smiled and replied, "I almost ran down a woman outside. Sorry." "Oh? Was she cute?" He asked with a smile on his face. "I don't know. I wasn't paying attention." "Yeah right; you get more pussy then I do. By the way, you're on expo tonight." With that, he walked away. Max waked over to the expo table and started working. *** As soon as Angie walked up to the podium, she started to apologize. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry that I'm late. I had a little accident outside and it detained me. Please, can I still keep my reservation?" The tall blonde hostess looked at the clock and said, "What was your name ma'am?" "Oh uh, it was under Angie Littlewell." "Well, your 20 minutes late, but let me see what I can do. I'll be right back." With that the hostess walked into the restaurant. Angie waited for a couple of minutes before the hostess reappeared. She picked up a menu and turned to Angie, "If you'll follow me please, I'll take you to your table." Angie followed the hostess into the dinning area and sat at the table she stopped at. "Here is your table. Enjoy your meal." Angie sat down and picked up the menu. She glanced at the menu even though she already knew what she was going to have. She just wanted to see if there was anything new. She put the menu down and waited for the waiter. While she was waiting her thoughts ran back to a certain raven haired lady. She wondered about her, what she was like. She only talked to her for a minute, but she was very intrigued by what she saw. "Excuse me, miss?" A voice ripped Angie from her thoughts. She looked up and saw that it was her waiter. "Yes, I'm sorry." "What can I get for you this evening?" "Well, I would like to start with a bottle of your best champagne and then I would like the cheese tortellini with your antipasto sauce. I will have the house salad with honey mustard dressing, on the side, along with the wheat bread please." "Yes ma'am, will that be all?" "Yes for now thank you. Oh, could you do me a favor. Would you please request that Max cooks my dinner?" The waiter looks at her quizzically, "um, yes ma'am, I will ask." "Thank you." She had no idea why she asked that Max do it, but it just came out of her mouth before she could stop it. *** "Hey Max," yelled the waiter. "There is an order here. The customer requested that you cook the food." Max looked quizzically at the waiter and takes the ticket. She glanced at the table number, nodded at the server, and went over to the boss. "Hey boss, this order just came in, the customer requested that I cook it. Is that ok?" "Yeah, go ahead, just hurry up and get back on expo." Max walked into the fridge to gather up everything she needed to make the dinner. As she was cooking the meal she couldn't help but wonder who had requested her to cook the meal. As soon as the meal was finished she put it up into the window and yelled 'order up'. She got back to expoing, keeping a close eye on the order she made. She wanted to see who the waiter took the order to. After waiting a couple of minutes, the waiter came back into the kitchen to retrieve the order. As the waiter walked out the door, Max watched him carefully until he reached the table. As soon as Max saw who had ordered it, she smiled, wishing she had done something extra. *** As Angie ate her dinner she thought about Max cooking her dinner. Those long slim fingers preparing the food. She couldn't help but let her thoughts turn to what it would be like if those hands ran themselves over the length of her naked body. What it would feel like if those fingers were up inside of her and – "Um, excuse me, miss?" The voice said, breaking into her thoughts. "Oh, yes?" Angie could feel her face getting beet red. "The Chef that cooked your dinner has a special surprise for you for desert. She said that she hopes you enjoy it and happy birthday." The waiter placed a beautiful looking desert in front of her. The desert was perfectly square and looked like cake layered with whipped cream. Angie took a bite if this mouth watering dish and found it to be better then it looked. It tasted like fine creamy coffee on top of a delicate cake. She looked up at the waiter and said, "Excuse me, what is in this dish?" "This is called tiramisu. It has mocha flavored whipped cream atop lady finger pastry with a hint of strong espresso. Enjoy." With that, the waiter walked away. Angie took another bite of this desert and died. She had never tasted anything so good before. She was so happy that Max had sent this desert because she wasn't originally going to order it. She was so stuffed she wasn't going to order any, but she sure is glad that she got this. *** Max looked out the door and saw the waiter talking to Angie. She smiled because she couldn't wait to see what her face looked like when she tasted it. A minute later the waiter moved away from the table and she saw Angie take another bite of her tiramisu. She saw her close her eyes, she looked like she was in ecstasy, Max smiled and walked back to her work. *** After Angie finished her desert, she paid for her meal and decided to leave a note for Max. She pulled a piece of paper and a pen out of her purse and wrote her a short note. As she walked by the waiter who served her, she asked her to give the note the Max. She thanked her and left the restaurant. It was still early so she decided to go home, change and go to the bar. As she got to her car she noticed a piece of white paper under her windshield. "Shit, not a parking ticket!" As she got closer to the car she noticed that it looked different then a parking ticket. She walked up to the windshield and unfolded the piece of paper. Angie, Thank you for the note. I'm glad that you enjoyed the meal and the desert. I hope that you have a great birthday. It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope I 'run' into you again. Max Angie smiled as she tucked it into her pocket. She got into her car, put the car in reverse and started to back up. She looked over her shoulder and didn't see anything. She took her foot off the brake, turned the wheel, and felt the back end of her car hit something. She threw the car in park, jumped out of the car and raced to see what she hit. It was a motorcycle! A black and yellow 2000 Honda CBR. Now she had to pay for the damages. She couldn't very well just leave it. She had no idea how long the owner was going to be so she decided to leave a note and her insurance information. She jotted everything down and left it on the bike. She took some pictures with her phone to document the damage, wrote down the plates and got back into her car. She pulled out of the space and headed home. She felt like such an idiot. She couldn't believe that she hit the bike. You moron! How could you not see the bike!?! How could you not notice it? I mean, it's not like it wasn't there. Now you have to pay for the damages. It's a good thing you have good insurance! I just hope the owner understands and I don't get a call from an enraged man! That's the last thing that I need! We'll just have to see I guess. By the time she was finished yelling at herself she was home. She parked her car in the garage and raced up to her apartment. When she got upstairs she checked her machine, just to make sure that there wasn't a message from the owner of the bike. There was only a message from her boss about her next assignment. She was going to California at the end of next week, oh goody. See, Angie is a food critic. She loves food and there is so much stuff out there that she hasn't tasted. She just started about a month ago, but she is already well known. She loves the treatment she gets from restaurant owners and their staff when they know she is there. It makes her feel special. Angie raced into her room after writing down all the info she would need for her trip. She threw off her dinner clothes and opened her closet. Hmm, what do I want to say? Do I want to say 'available'? Do I want to say 'one night stand'? No, definitely not that. How about saying that I'm approachable, willing to talk and interested in a relationship. With that decided she pulled out the black knee length skirt with a slit up the side, the cerulean blue silk button up shirt, and the black stiletto heeled boots. She went into the bathroom and straightened her waist length red hair, and applied a little more make-up. She finished the ensemble off with her shoulder length diamond earring. She grabbed her purse, grabbed her keys, and was out the door. *** Max knew that there was no reason to go to the bar, but she didn't feel like going home. Plus she needed to wind down after work. She walked outside to get on her bike when she saw that it had been hit. Not enough to do much damage, but enough that it was going to cost her money. Of course the driver didn't stay to wait, to take responsibility. Why would they do that? Why would they stay to do the decent thing? As she tipped the bike up she saw a white piece of paper fall off the bike. She propped up the bike and reached for the paper. When she unfolded the paper she recognized the handwriting immediately. Dear Owner, I am really sorry that I hit your bike. I was backing up and I didn't see it. Pease forgive me. Here is my insurance info. I will call them in the morning as soon as they open, which is at 9:00 a.m. I will inform them of your call. If you need to get a hold of me my number is 555-1212. I'm sorry again. Angie Littlewell. Insurance provider: Statefarm. Rep: Jake Longfield. Number: 1-800-statefarm. Max smiled. Well, of course it was Angie, why not? She pocketed the note, hopped onto her bike, and headed to the bar. She always kept a change of clothes in the office just in case she needed it. While she was on her way to the bar, she couldn't help but think of Angie. She was a stunning woman, with her long curly red hair, and her emerald green eyes, and her milky white skin. She had the perfect combination of everything. Just thinking about her made her feel all warm. As she headed to the bar, she decided to head home anyways and shower and change. When she got home, she parked in the garage, and went up to her apartment. As soon as she went inside she saw her machine blinking. She went over to it, pushed the play button, and then went into the bedroom to take off her clothes. The first message was a telemarketer; the second was an old friend who was in town. But the third one made her stop in mid step. The voice was as silky as a satin sheet, it was her ex, the one who made her what she was, hard. The voice purred out of the answering machine; Hey baby, it's Kat. I'm in town and I thought I would stop by tonight. Give me a call. I'm at the Hilton room 355, talk to you later baby. She got in the shower after she deleted the message. Now she definitely didn't want to be home. She never wanted to see, or hear from her again. She broke Max's heart worse then anybody ever had. She walked in on her one day screwing her secretary, and the secretary's husband. It had felt like her heart had been cut out. She had been on her way over to ask her to marry her, and that is what she found. She got out of the shower, ran into her room and grabbed her clothes. She wasn't really looking for anybody so she threw on her jeans, and a black hoodie. She grabbed her keys, her wallet and was out the door. *** When Angie pulled up to the Black Pussy she saw right away that there was no parking anywhere around. So, she pulled around the corner and parked at her usual place. As she was walking toward the bar she saw a bike zoom past her and squeeze into a spot. Angie slowed down because the person on the bike looked kind of scary to her. The figure was clad in a black leather jacket, black leather riding chaps, and a black helmet. She then saw the figure take off the helmet and the chaps and strap them to the bike. She then saw the figure walk away, to the back of the club. She didn't think the figure saw here so she just kept walking. When she got into the club she went straight to the bar to get a drink. "Hey Angie, how's it going baby?" "Hey Jen, its ok, how about you? Anything good going on here tonight?" "Not really, but there are some new faces here. Hey, isn't tonight your birthday?" Angie smiled. "Yes, as a matter of fact it is, it's sweet of you to remember." Jen smiled. She walked over to the other bartender, said something, and then grabbed the mike. "Excuse me, can I have everyone's attention. I just wanted to let everybody know, that tonight is my pal Angie's birthday. So how about we sing her happy birthday." The club broke out in cheers. The next thing Angie knew everybody was singing her happy birthday. She was so embarrassed, but delighted at the same time. She and Jen had been friends for a long time. She was always doing little things like this. When Jen came back over to Angie she smiled at her and started to make her, her usual drink, a Madori Sour. Angie didn't have to sit there long before somebody came up to her. "Hey birthday girl, you want to dance?" She looked up and smiled into the woman's eyes. The woman she was staring at was a tall woman with short brown hair and brown eyes. She smiled at her, and put out her hand. The brown haired lady smiled, grabbed her hand, and took her out on the dance floor. *** Max pulled into a parking spot, took off her night riding gear and stowed it on the bike. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a woman walking towards her. She didn't think anything of it as she walked to the back of the Black Pussy. She knocked on the back door twice and a big burly man answered the door. "Hey Max, how's it going" He asked as he moved aside to let her in. "Good Mikey, how are you doing?" "Pretty good..." They continued to chat and catch up when Max heard an announcement coming from the front of the club. "Excuse me, can I have everyone's attention. I just wanted to let everybody know, that tonight is my pal Angie's birthday. So how about we sing her happy birthday." Max thought about it, and then she thought about the woman she met today. It can't be the same woman I met today. What would be the odds of that? I run into her outside the restaurant, she asks for me to cook her meal, and then she runs into my bike. Now we're in the same club! I'm going to have to see for myself. She says by to Mike and walks out into the club while everybody is singing happy birthday. She scans the crowd trying to find her and she sees her sitting at the bar. She starts to walk over to her as the song ends and she sees another lady walking toward her. Max then sees her take her hand and walk toward the dance floor. She sits at the end of the bar and decided to watch them. "Hey Max," says Jen. "You're usual?" "Hey Jen, that would be great, thanks." Jen comes back with her beer and notices that she has been staring at Angie the whole time. She hasn't seen Max show interest in anybody since her last. "Hey Max, you uh know Angie?" "Oh, um, she came to the restaurant and had dinner for her birthday. I ran into her outside, we talked for a minute and then split ways." "Oh, well, I know her pretty good if you want to really meet her." "Oh no, that's ok, thanks." Just as Max was getting ready to go back to the kitchen she heard some arguing. "Hey, I told you I didn't want to dance with you anymore, please let go of me!" yelled Angie. "Hey lady, I told you that you were going to dance with me and you are. So just cool it!" Max noticed to woman to be Hailey, a really mean butch. Almost everybody in the club was scared of her. She could tell that no one was going to help Angie so she walked over to them and tapped Hailey on the shoulder. "Hey Hailey, can I cut in?" Hailey turned around and was about to yell at the person tapping her but she thought better of it when she saw it was Max. "Oh hey Max, I would love to let you dance with her, but I'm not done." Max still hadn't looked at Angie yet, but she knew she was scared. "Well Hailey, I see it differently. I heard Angie tell you that she didn't want to dance anymore. So I figure that she wants you to leave her alone. Be a good sport and let her go." Hailey was livid. No body talked to her this way. She would teach her to talk to her like that. Before Max had a chance to react, Hailey hit her square in the temple. It knocked Max to her butt. Hailey thinking it was done turned back to continue dancing with Angie. Max & Angie Angie was horrified; she couldn't believe that Hailey hit that woman. She didn't know who she was, but she was great full for her trying to help her. Now the other woman was lying on the ground. Angie tried to get away but Hailey wouldn't let her. She smacked her across the face, "I said you're going to dance with me, and you are. Now stop squirming!" Max shook of the fuzziness and she heard Angie yelp. She got up, tapped Hailey on the shoulder, and punched her square in the nose. Hailey let go of Angie, grabber her nose and fell flat on her butt. Max took the opportunity to grab Angie and drag her over to the bar. When they reached the bar she made sure that Jen had called the police. She assured them she had and told them to get out of here. "If the police need to get a hold of me, you know my number." "Yeah, me too." said Angie as Max started pulling her out the door. Once they got outside Angie was able to get a better look at her. Once she saw her face she gasped and stopped moving. Max turned and looked at her. "Come on Angie, we have to get out of here before Hailey comes looking for us!" Angie came out of her daze and took charge. "Come on, we'll take my car. You could have a concussion so it's not good for you to drive." She started walking again and pulled Max towards her car. "We'll come back for your car later." Max smiled at her, "I didn't drive a car. I drove my bike, the one you hit today." Angie's mouth dropped. "Oh Max, I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to hit your bike. I'm really sorry. Did you get my insurance info?" "Yes, I got it. It's cool. Don't worry about it, insurance will take care of it." Angie could tell that she was getting drowsy. She ushered her into the passenger side of the car. She shut the door and rushed over to the other side and got in. As she was pulling past the club she saw the police pulling up there. She turned to Max and poked her to get her attention. "Hey, were do you live?" Max gave her the address and Angie headed in that direction. Once they reached the apartment building, Angie parked and helped Max out of the car. She dug the keys out of Max's pocket, asked her what the apartment was and led her to the elevator. Once they got off on Max's floor, Angie led her to the apartment door, opened it up and led her to the couch. "Sleep Max. I don't think you have a concussion, but I'll shake you every once and a while to make sure your ok." Max nodded her head and fell asleep. Angie shut the door and looked around. It was a flat style apartment. Everything was pretty much in one giant room except the bedroom and the bathroom. The apartment was disgusting. There were clothes, pizza boxes, and take out cartons all over the place. Since Angie was going to be there for a while she decided to clean up a little bit. It didn't take her long to throw everything away, but it did take her a while to do the laundry. Max had so much dirty stuff on the floor, and every were else that it took her three hours to wash, dry, and fold the laundry while waking Max up to make sure she was ok. After she was done with the laundry and she finished cleaning the rest of the apartment, she fell asleep on the bed. *** Max woke up with a pounding headache and an empty stomach. She opened her eyes and headed to the bathroom to get something to clam her headache. When she walked out of the bathroom the first thing she noticed was that her apartment was clean. She knew that she hadn't cleaned it. Then she remembered that Angie had brought her home. She looked around for her, but she didn't see her any were. She figured that she had already left. She still had the note with her number on it. She would just call her later and thank her for bringing her home and cleaning up the place. Still kind of drowsy she went into the bedroom to change into some sweats when she stepped on something. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh that hurts!" she yelled. All of a sudden someone shoots up from the bed. "What! Oh, Max it's you. What happened? I thought you were sleeping." Angie got up from the bed and walked over the Max. "Sit on the bed and let me see what you did. What did you do?" "I stepped on your shoes. I thought you had left. I wanted to thank you for bringing me home and cleaning my apartment." "Oh, no problem, it's the least I could do. You did save me from Hailey. " Angie looked at Max's foot and saw that it was ok, no bleeding or anything. "You're fine. Well, since your up and around I guess I'll go. I just wanted to say that I really enjoyed seeing you again, and I would like to see you again soon." Angie reached for her shoes but Max stopped her. Angie looked up at Max to see she was smiling. "Why don't you stay, I'll fix you breakfast and we can talk, you know, get to know each other." Angie smiled back at her, "I would really like that." Max didn't know what made her ask her to stay; she didn't want to get involved with anybody. There was something about her though that just pulled at Max's heart. Something that just made Max want to be around her all the time. They left the room and headed toward the kitchen area. Angie sat at the table and Max went straight for the fridge. "I hope crepes are ok." "Oh yes, crepes are great." They sat there for a moment in a comfortable silence. Then, Max turned to Angie and just looked at her. Angie could feel someone looking at her. "Do I have something on my face?" "What? Oh, no. I was just thinking." Max replied. She turned back to the stove and continued cooking. "Well, what were you thinking about? I mean, you were looking at me, so I presume that you were thinking about me, right?" "Well, yes actually, I was. I was just wondering why you requested me to cook your food today." Angie looked down at her hands and replied, "I was very intrigued by you when I met you. I wanted to see if you cooked as good as you looked." The last part of the sentence kind of trailed off. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" asked Max "I said: I wanted to see if you cooked as good as you looked. I know, dumb, but I never thought that I would actually sit down and talk to you and have to explain." Max could see that Angie was embarrassed by her explanation so she didn't press. She was, however, flattered. She couldn't figure out why but she was intrigued and she would like to continue to get to know her, she wanted to continue to see her, on a regular basis. She figured why not take the chance. "Um Angie, I was wondering if you were seeing anybody. Cause if you aren't then I would really like to see you, on a regular basis." Angie was delighted, she really liked Max. "Oh Max, I would really love that." Max smiled at her and turned back to finish breakfast. After breakfast was finished they had coffee and just talked. It was getting late but neither one of the girls wanted to stop talking, they were having fun getting to know each other better. Just as Max was going to suggest that Angie stay, there was a knock on the door. "Hmm, I wonder who that could be at this hour." Max walked over to the door, opened it, and standing in the door way was this tall, beautiful blonde. She walked in, turned towards Max, and dropped her coat. Underneath the blonde was wearing nothing but a garter belt, knee high black spiky boots, and a bra to match. "Max baby, I've missed you. Since you didn't call back, I thought I would just stop by and surprise you." Max wasn't even looking at her, she was looking at Angie. She saw hurt, then anger cross her beautiful face. She saw Angie bend over, pick up her shoes and her purse and look at her. "Excuse me; I didn't know you were expecting anybody. I guess I'll go. Max, thank you for helping me tonight and I will have my insurance company get in touch with you." Just as Angie was about to walk out the door, Max stepped in front of her to stop her from leaving. "Angie wait, please don't leave. I didn't return her call for a reason. Please let me explain." "Why Max, there is no need, obviously she is here to see you, so you guys can 'catch up'. Have fun. I'm just sorry I let you fool me!" With that, Angie pushed past Max and ran out of the apartment. Max turned around and looked at Kat. What Kat saw in her eyes scared her. She had never seen that look before. It looked like she was ready to murder. "What the hell are you doing here? I thought I told you that I never wanted to see you again." "Well," Kat cooed, "I thought that you had enough time to get over it. I was hoping to start over again." "Get the fuck out! Do you know what you just did? You ruined a potentially, excellent relationship! Angie is a sweet caring woman and you fucked it up for me. Wow, I guess that's the only thing in life your good at, fucking things. NOW GET OUT!" Max yelled. Max couldn't believe it; she fucked up her life again. Max had to call Angie to fix things. Even if she couldn't get one-hundred percent, she needed to at least explain. She picked up the phone and dialed. *** Angie raced out of the apartment and out to her car. She couldn't believe how stupid she had been. She got into her car, crying the whole way. She had really liked Max; she thought that there was potential there. Worst of all, she thought that Max felt the same. How could she compete with that blonde? Angie was only 5'5, that blonde was 5'9 and all legs! That blonde had beautiful golden hair; Angie had auburn hair, and freckles to boot! There was no way Max was going to want her when she could have that blonde. By the time Angie got home, she had cried her self into exhaustion. She didn't even bother to check her messages before she collapsed into bed. *** When Angie woke up the next and went straight to the bathroom. She felt awful and knew that a nice long hot shower would do the trick. As soon as she got into the shower and felt the hot steaming water run over her body, she thought about the events of the previous night. She still couldn't believe what had happened. She felt like a total idiot. She kept beating herself up over and over again. By the time she got out of the shower and got dressed, she felt a little better. Thank god today is Sunday. She thought as she went into the kitchen to fix a cup of tea. After she put the water on to boil she headed into the living room to turn on her TV to see what was on. Just as she was about to turn on her TV she noticed out of the corner of her eye that her answering machine was blinking. She walked over to it and pushed the play button. There was another message from her boss asking her to call him, there was a message from a telemarketer, and then there was another message from her mother. These messages were usually long and winded. Her mother could talk the ears off of anybody. While her mother was going on about why she hadn't found somebody nice to settle down with, and why she wasn't giving her grandbabies, and all that other boloney, she walked into the kitchen to finish fixing her tea. While she was putting the honey into her tea, she heard her voice. She stopped cold; she couldn't believe that she called her. She walked over to the answering machine and was about to shut it off when Max said something that made her stop: "Look Angie, I'm not calling to beg you to forgive me, or anything like that. I just wanted to call and explain. Please don't turn off the machine. Let me explain. The woman that came into my house tonight was Kat. She is my ex. We were together about 4 years ago. It was pretty serious and I was going to ask her to marry me when I caught her cheating. I told her I never wanted to see or talk to her again. She called me last night before I went to the club to let me know that she was in town. I didn't return her call and I didn't expect her to show up. I am really sorry that you were hurt. I told her to get out and that I never wanted to see her or talk to her again. I told her this right after you left. Like I said, I'm not asking you to forgive me or anything like that. I just wanted to explain. If you want to talk again my number is 555-438-" The message was cut off! Angie couldn't believe it, the message was cut off! She tried everything she could but the message was just to long for the machine. She was devastated!! After Max explained everything she felt like such an idiot for running out like that. She rewound the machine and remembered that her boss wanted her to call. While she reached for the phone she was thinking about how she could get in touch with her. She could go to the restaurant, she could go to the bar, or she could even go to Max's house. While she was trying to think what to do, she dialed her bosses' number. A second later the phone started ringing and then she heard her boss answer the phone. "Hello?" "Hi, this is Angie. What do you need boss?" "Oh Angie" he said anxiously. "I have been trying to get a hold of you for a couple of days. You need to leave today for your next assignment. It's been pushed up. I have all your info right here." Her boss proceeded to give her her flight info and all that. She hung up with her boss and got ready to leave. Angie was just about to leave when she decided that she wanted to do something for Max. She wanted Max to know that she wasn't upset at her, if anything she was upset at herself. She picked up the phone and made a couple of phone calls. While she was driving to the airport she was thinking about Max. She couldn't help but wonder how she was going to react. She didn't know if she would like them, but she hoped Max would. She pulled into a parking spot, unloaded her car, and headed to the terminal. *** Max hadn't heard from Angie in three days and she figured that Angie didn't care about her explanation. Max hasn't been herself since that night. Usually when she is at work she is happy and joking around. She loves what she does and it makes her happy. But lately, she just isn't enjoying it. She can't stop thinking about how Angie looked when Kat walked in and dropped her coat. She looked like she had been stabbed in the back. I miss her. I know that sounds crazy but I miss her. There was just something about her that makes me feel alive. I want to talk to her forever and just look at her. She has the most expressive face. I wonder if she is in the phone book, maybe I can look up her name and try to find her address. Would she let me in...? Max was lost in her thoughts until she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned around to see a man in a uniform standing behind her. She looked at him and saw that his uniform said Rita's Flowers. She couldn't understand why this man would be standing behind her. Maybe he had her mixed up with someone else. "Excuse miss?" asked the gentlemen. "Yes?" she replied. "Are you Max Remington?" "Yes, that's me. Can I help you?" she asked quizzically. "Yes, I have a delivery for you, would you please follow me?" With that he started walking out of the restaurant. Max followed him for lack of a better thing to do. If he had a delivery for her, why didn't he just bring it in to her? As soon as she walked out of the back door she knew why he didn't bring it into her. There must have been 12 dozen lilies starting her in the face. The man handed her a clipboard so she could sign the paper. He unloaded her vases and then pulled away. She just stood there, she didn't know what to do with 12 dozen lilies. She looked through all the vases to see if she could find a message. She finally found the message and looked to see who it was from. When she saw that it was from Angie, she just smiled. Max, I wanted to apologize for my behavior the other night. I was rude and childish. I should have let you explain when you wanted to. I am sorry and I would really like to see you again. You have my number call me when you get around to it. Right now I'm in California. I'm staying at the Hilton in Hollywood, room number 465. Call me if you would like. I would love to hear from you. Hope you like the flowers. They are my favorite and they always make me smile. I hope they do the same for you. Always, Angie Max was ecstatic when she read the note. She felt lighter then she had in days. She looked at her watch and smiled because it was quitting time. She rushed into the restaurant and clocked out. It was a good thing she brought her truck with her today, if she brought her bike there would be no way for her to get all these flowers home. She ran out to her truck and pulled it around to the back. She loaded all her flowers into the back and headed home. She was going to call Angie, and then she had a plan she wanted to put into action. As soon as she reached her apartment and unloaded all her flowers, she called information and asked for the Hilton in Hollywood CA. The operator transferred her to the Hilton and Max asked her for room 465. The hotel desk clerk transferred her to Angie's room and the phone rang, and rang, and rang, and rang. Max thought that Angie would never pick up until she finally heard her voice. "Hello?" "Um, hi Angie, it's Max." she said tentatively. "Oh Max! I was hoping you would call. I wasn't sure since it had been a few days." said Angie excitedly. "Well, I just got the flowers today so I only just got your note with your info and stuff." "Really, I sent them the day I left. I wonder why you only just got them." "Well, that doesn't matter, I'm just glad I got them. Thank you so much, I love them. I accept your apology; I just hope you can accept mine." "Oh Max," replied Angie, "You shouldn't have to apologize. I'm the one who acted like an idiot. You asked me to let you explain and I didn't let you. Can you forgive me?" "Yes of course. Angie, I don't know what it is about you, but you make me feel so light and happy." There was a long pause and Max wasn't sure what happened. Maybe she said the wrong thing. "Angie, are you still there? I'm sorry; did I say the wrong thing?" There was another pause and then, "No Max, it just took me by surprise. You see, I feel the same way about you. I really like being around you and I would love to get to know you better." Max smiled and said, "Good, then when you get home, I'll make you a great dinner and we can talk, and get to know each other." "Oh Max!" exclaimed Angie, "That sounds wonderful. Do you want to come to my house, or me come to yours?" "Well, if I come to yours, then you won't have to worry about leaving after you just get home. When will you be home?" asked Max. "Well, actually, I will be home tomorrow night, about 7:00." "Great, then I look forward to seeing you tomorrow night!" They hung up and Max got working on her plan. *** As soon as Angie got off the plane she couldn't move fast enough. She wanted to get home to clean up and take a shower before Max got to her house. She grabbed her luggage and got out of her car as fast as she could. She threw her luggage into the back and jumped in. She raced home as fast as she could. The whole way home Angie couldn't help but think about what would happen tonight. I wonder what Max is going to make for dinner. What will we talk about? Will I ask her to stay with me tonight? I know that I want her to stay with me, but will she think that I'm moving to fast...? Her thoughts took her all the way home. As soon as she pulled into the garage she jumped out of her car, took her luggage out, and raced up to her apartment. When she stepped off the elevator and started walking towards her apartment, she could smell something sweet. It smelled like her favorite thing in the whole world, lilies. Well, someone's lucky. Those flowers smell so good! But something funny was happening, the smell started to get stronger as she got closer to her door. By the time she got to her door, the smell was so strong that she was wondering what the hell was going on. She put her luggage down, took her keys out of her purse, and opened the door. The sight that she saw took her breath away. Her whole apartment was full of flowers. There were lilies, orchids, forget me knots, and every other kind of flower you could think of. But mostly there were lilies, her favorite, and orchids, her second favorite. She walked through the apartment touching and smelling all the flowers, there were even flowers in her room. There were rose petals all over the floor and the bed and a trail leading into the bathroom. When she got into the bathroom there were candles all over the place, petals on the floor, and some in the tub. She had never seen anything so lovely. On the counter there was a piece of paper. Max & Angie Angie, I know your probably wondering how I got into your apartment. I talked to you landlord and since he is an old softy, he let me in. I wanted you to be able to relax when you got home. I hope you like all the flowers. I know you said that lilies were your favorite, I asked the lady at the flower shop that you ordered my flowers from and she said that orchids were your second favorite. I hope you like everything. I told the people to make it as relaxing as possible for you. I look forward to seeing you tonight. Always, Max. Angie was so touched. She couldn't believe that Max had gone through so much trouble for her. She went back through the apartment, marveling over the flowers. She looked at her watch and realized that she only had an hour or so before Max would get here. She rushed into the bathroom and took off her clothes and got ready to take a shower. Then she saw the petals in the tub and decided to take a bath instead. She filled the tub and sank into the tub. Well, since I am in the tub, I might as well go all out. Just in case I do get lucky, might as well go prepared. She thought with a smile on her face. So she soaped, washed, and shaved everything that needed doing. After she was done she drained the tub, dried off, and headed to the bedroom to dress. She walked up to the dresser and took out her lingerie. She decided on a black and red bustier that laced up the front and a black garter belt with black and red fish net stockings. She then walked over to the closet to pick out what she was going to wear. After several minutes deliberation she decided on a pair of tight fitting boot cut jeans, and a strapless white top. She couldn't decide on any shoes so she decided to go bare foot. She then walked back over to the dresser, picked up her favorite perfume, Lucky and applied it to her neck, behind her ears, and between her breasts. Just as she was about decide what jewelry to wear, her phone rang. She ran over and picked it up. "Hello?" "Hi Angie, it's me, I was wondering what you wanted me to bring to drink." "Um, well, I like anything really. You're cooking so whatever you want." "Ok, I'll see you in about 10 minutes." "I am so looking forward to it!" Angie said while smiling. "Me too, I can't wait to see you. I've missed you." said Max smiling. "Good, I'll see you in a couple of minutes." Angie said, and then hung up. She raced into the bedroom to put on her jewelry; she deliberated for a while then decided on her princess cut amethyst earrings and bracelet. Just as she put the finishing touches on, she heard a knock at the door. Oh goody, that must be Max She rushed over to the door and pulled it open. She saw Max standing there in the door with several bags. "Oh Max, why didn't you call me, I would have come and helped you bring the stuff!" Angie exclaimed. "Well, I didn't want to bother you." replied Max. Angie moved away from the door so that Max could come in and she shut it behind her. She followed Max into the kitchen and waited until she had put everything down. When Max's hands were empty Angie walked up to her, put her hand on the side of Max's face, and kissed her lightly on the lips. When she pulled away, Max looked puzzled. Angie smiled at her and said, "I just wanted to thank you for all the flowers. It is the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for me and I just wanted to thank you properly." "No problem. I wanted to show you how much you have come to mean to me and thank you for calling me back." she said with a smile on her lips. They fell into a comfortable silence while Max unloaded the bags. When she was finished she started fishing through Angie's cupboards looking for pots and pans and all that good stuff. Angie sat in a chair at the island and just watched Max while she cooked. Max set aside the meat to sit and started washing the vegetables. She could feel Angie watching her and realized that it comforted her, not made her restless. So she finished preparing the veggies and put them aside. She grabbed the meat next and trimmed the fat off of them. She continued to prepare the meal while Angie sat there and talked to her about her trip. She never really said why she was there though. Max finished the meal about 30 minutes later and they cleared the table of flowers and set the table for the meal. "So Angie, what is it that you do for work. I mean, you know what I do. It's only fair." she said with a smile. "Well," said Angie." If you really want to know, I am a food critic for The Sun." Angie didn't dare look at Max for fear of what she would say. She didn't know why, but she was nervous about this. She had done a piece on Max's restaurant and she wasn't sure what she would say. The silence seemed like it was lasting forever when Angie finally looked up at Max. Max was looking at Angie with a wide grin on her face. "So, you're A.L. Well? Wow, that explains the piece on our restaurant last week. You really made me look good you know. I got a promotion at work for that." Angie looked at her pleased. "Really? Oh I'm so pleased to hear that. You really deserve it too! This is really fantastic. Thank you for coming over and cooking me dinner tonight. It was just what I needed to wind down." They continued to talk while they ate. When they were both finished they picked up the dishes, took them to the sink and did the dishes. When they were finished they moved the flowers from the couch to the table and put them on the table. They both took seats on the couch and continued talking. "So Max," asked Angie. "How did you start cooking? I mean, was it always something you wanted or did you develop the love for it later in life?" "Well," replied Max. "I wanted to be a cook since I was a little kid. I used to cook with my mom and my grandmother. My grandmother had a hard life and she learned to cook from her mom, and so on. Well, you know how they did cooking then, everything from scratch and all that good stuff. So that is how I learned to cook. My love for it just grew from there." "Wow," said Angie. "That is really interesting. My mother never cooked a day in her life. I guess that's why I became a food critic. I got tired of eating bad food." Max laughed. "Well, I guess that's one reason." Angie and Max continued to talk late into the night. It was about 1:00 in the morning when Max got up to leave. "Well," said Max kind of reluctantly. "I guess I better go. It was nice to see you and to talk to you again." She grabbed her stuff and headed towards the door. Angie jumped up and grabbed her arm to stop her. "I hope you don't think I'm being to forward, but I would love for you to stay with me tonight." Max smiled at Angie. "It's not too forward. I was kind of hoping myself that you would ask me to stay. Then I can get up and cook you breakfast too. Well, do you have a guest room, or am I to sleep on the couch?" Angie burst out laughing. "Well, that was one way to break the ice. Um yes I have a guest room, but I wasn't thinking you were going to sleep there. I meant stay with me, in my bed." "Oh," said Max as the light dawned. "Well, I would much rather do that anyways." Angie walked over to Max, grabbed her hand, and pulled her towards the bedroom. When the entered to bedroom Angie let got of Max's' hand to light the candles that were in the room. Max watched her walk around the room and just marveled at the way she looked in the candle light. "Look Angie, I want to do this with you, but I need to know something first. Is this a one time thing, are we going to do this, continue to see each other, but other people as well, or are we going to be exclusive. If it's anything but the last, then I will just say goodnight now. I don't want to sound rude, but I don't share well with others, and I don't need my heart broken again." Angie smiled softly at Max and walked to her. "Max I DON'T share with others and I don't do one night stands. When I commit, it's to one person and one person only." "Good. I'm glad to hear that." Max smiled back at Angie and leaned in to touch her lips to Angies. The shock of the kiss almost knocked Max on her butt. She couldn't believe the force that she felt from that kiss. She looked into Angie's eyes and could tell that she felt it too. "Wow," said Angie. "That was a doozy." "How about we go for broke?" asked Max. She pulled Angie closer to her and kissed her again, this time taking the kiss deeper. Angie wrapped her arms around Max's neck and just fell into the kiss. It was the most intense kiss either one had ever experience. Angie broke the kiss and stepped away from Max. She smiled at her and started removing her clothes. Max looked behind her and sat on the bed to enjoy the show. Angie smiled at her and took off her shirt. As soon as the shirt came over her head, she heard Max take a sharp breath and smile even wider. "Wow Angie! God you look sexy." "Oh there's more." said Angie smiling. She unhooked her pants and slid them down her legs and kicked them across the room. She looked at Max and she could see her just taking everything in. She walked to Max and startled her so they were face to face. Max looked her right in the eyes and then untied the ribbon that was holding her bustier together. When the ribbon gave way Max parted the two pieces to expose Angie's breasts. Max couldn't believe what she was seeing. They were the most beautiful, perfect shaped 36 D's that she had ever seen. Max lowered her mouth to a perfectly pink nipple and started to suck. She felt Angie take a deep breath and knew that Angie liked what she was doing. God, her nipples even tasted good. She was like a drug that Max couldn't get enough of. She wanted more! She stood up and laid Angie on the bed. Max started to take off her clothes, she wanted to return the favor for Angie. She didn't have anything as sexy on under her clothes, but she could still strip for her. She took the sweater off that she was wearing and threw it to the floor. Next she took off the sports bra and then her pants. Max heard Angie chuckle as soon as she took off her pants. She looked at her. "Are you laughing at me?" asked Max. "No I'm not laughing at you. I just think it's funny to see a woman in men's boxer shorts. I've never dated a butch before." "Oh yeah, does that mean that you've never been fucked with a strap on before?" "No as a matter of fact, I haven't." replied Angie with a smile. "Do you have one?" "Yes I do, but, I didn't bring it. I wasn't expecting to stay tonight. How about next time?" "You better bring it. I like the idea of you fucking me. Oh god, I'm hot all ready. Come here lover." Angie beckoned to Max. Max took off her boxer shorts and walked over to Angie. She stood in front of Angie for a minute and just stared at her. Finally she reached out and ran her finger from the top of Angie's thigh to the bottom of her foot. She felt Angie shiver as her finger ran down her leg. She ran her hands back up and unhooked Angie's garter belt and removed the fish net stockings and marveled at her creamy skin. She ran her hands up and down Angie's legs and could feel the heat growing between her legs. She was getting wetter by the second and she wanted release, however she didn't want it before she gave Angie hers. So she set out to give Angie all the pleasure she could. She started kissing her feet and slowly moved her lips up the trail that her hands had just made. She sucked on her toes and nibbled on her ankle until she got to the inside of her thigh. She could smell Angie's sweetness and ached to taste her. However she wasn't ready to go there just yet. She wanted to taste everything. So she kept going until she reached Angie's bellybutton. She ran her tongue around the outside of her bellybutton and then she let her tongue trail up her stomach. When she reached her breasts she licked and sucked on one nipple, then she licked and sucked on the other. She could feel Angie tensing and pulling at her. "Oh God, please Max, don't tease me. I've wanted to feel your tongue in me since we first met. Please, don't tease me." Max smiled and continued to nibble and suck Angie's nipples. When she finished with her nipples she let her tongue go to Angie's neck. Max could loose herself in Angie's neck, it was subtle and it tasted so good. After she had spent enough time on Angie's neck, she moved back up to her lips. Max grabbed Angie's bottom lip with her teeth and she stared to nipple and suck. She could hear Angie moaning and knew that she liked what Max was doing. She kept nibbling for a minute and then dove in for the kiss that would end all kisses. She knew the moment her lips met Angie's again that she was in love. She didn't want anybody else; Angie was the only one for her. She silently thanked Kat for fucking up their relationship. If not for that, she would be stuck with the bitch of all bitches. She loved Angie, loved the way she tasted, the way she smelled, and most of all, loved her for being her. She knew at that moment that she would have to find a way to tell her, but not now. She didn't want Angie to think that she was mixing good sex with love. She looked in Angie's eyes and smiled. She kissed her again and moved down her abdomen until she reached Angie's pussy. When Max saw Angie's pussy she felt herself getting wetter, if that was possible. Pretty soon Max's juices were going to start leaking down her leg and it felt like heaven. Max hadn't been this aroused in a long time. Angie's hair was all neatly trimmed and waxed. Max could see Angie's clit peaking out between the folds of her pussy. She took her fingers and spread Angie's outer lips and saw her engorged clit staring her back in the face. Max could smell Angie's arousal and could feel Angie moving under her. Max smiled and dove into her sex. She caught Angie's clit in her teeth and started to bite lightly. When she felt Angie buck, she knew that she needed to take it a little slower; she wasn't ready for her to finish yet, so Max decided to change tactics. Max rolled her tongue around Angie's clit and then drove it into the core of her. Angie's hips came jumping off the bed at the sheer pleasure that Max's tongue was causing her to feel. Angie had never before felt such pleasure. She had never felt like this when she was making love. She knew that this feeling was going to have to be explored, but not right now. She couldn't concentrate; Max's tongue and hands were doing magnificent things to her. Max removed her tongue from Angie and replaced it with three fingers. She stared pumping her fingers in and out of Angie slowly while her tongue was dancing over her clit. Angie started bucking her hips so hard that she had to put her hand on the back of Max's head to keep her face were it is. Max takes Angie's clit further into her mouth and heard Angie scream. Max almost lost it; she loved the fact that she was driving Angie to the edge. She could feel Angie's pussy walls tightening around her fingers and knew that Angie was close. She took her finger out of Angie and replaced them with her tongue. She wanted to taste Angie when she came. She used the pad of her thumb to play with Angie's clit. Angie started to scream out her name and the next thing she knew, Angie was cuming all over her tongue. It was like old faithful had exploded in her face. It was the most wonderful thing that Max had ever experienced, and Angie's taste. It was the most wonderful thing that Max had ever tasted. It was the perfect combination of salty and sweet. Max could know that Angie was coming down; she could feel the little tremors coursing through her body. So she finished licking up Angie's juices while rolling her thumb lazily over Angie's clit. "Oh my God Max, that was the most beautiful thing in the whole world. Come here, bring that wonderful mouth up here." purred Angie. Max smiled and crawled up next to Angie. Angie smiled into her eyes and could see her juices still on Max's chin. She leaned in and licked Max's chin clean. She had never tasted herself before, it was wonderful. She wondered if Max tasted that good. She pushed Max onto her back, smiled at her and said, "My turn now, I only hope that I can pleasure you as well as you did me." She ran her hands up and down Max's body loving the feel of Max's hardness beneath her hands. She slowly trailed her fingers up Max's foot and decided that she wanted to do more. She leaned down and trailed her tongue up the instep of her foot. She felt Max tense and she smiled. Angie really liked the way she tasted; Max had a very earthy taste to her. She let her tongue continue up Max's leg until she reached her inner thigh. She pushed on Max's thighs and Max picked up on the hint and started to spread her thighs. As soon as Max spread them wide enough for Angie to get in, Angie caught her first glimpse of Max's beautiful pussy. It was completely smooth, Angie didn't know why but just the sight of Max's smoothness was making her wet again. Max's pussy lips were larger then hers and she wanted to taste them. Angie leaned in and took one of the lips in her mouth and started to suck. She felt Max come off the bed. She looked up at Max and smiled and then continued to give Max's pussy her full attention. She took Max's pussy lip back into her mouth and gently started to nibble. Max placed her hand on the back of Angie's head and started to grind her pussy into her face. Angie took her fingers and spread Max's lips and found her clit with her tongue. Max started to grind her pussy into Angie's face again while Angie sucked and nibbled on her clit. Max screamed and Angie smiled into her pussy. Angie moved her hand down to her own pussy and started messaging her clit. She moved her other hand up to Max's pussy and put three fingers into her. She started pumping them in and out, matching the rhythm of her own fingers and the rhythm that Max was setting with her hips. "Oh yeah, fuck me baby. Harder, please harder. I'm so close!" Angie started pumping her fingers faster and faster. She could feel Max's pussy walls tightening around her fingers and knew Max was close. Max stopped moving and grabbed Angie's hair. Angie was confused but stopped moving. She moved up Max's body until their lips met. Max kissed Angie like she was dying of thirst and Angie was a tall glass of water. "Angie, are you close too? Let's go together, please baby. I want to taste you as I go over the edge." "Oh yes," replied Angie. "I'm close." Angie turned herself around and placed her pussy over Max's mouth. She leaned forward and put her mouth over Max's clit. She put her finger into Max and started pumping in and out again. She picked up her speed as soon as she felt Max's lips on her clit. God she had the most wonderful mouth! She was doing things to her that she didn't know could be done. She was pumping her fingers into Max as fast as she could and she felt herself getting closer to the edge. She could tell that Max was close as well because her walls were contracting like crazy around her fingers. All of a sudden she felt Max's release and she heard her scream. Then she could taste her, oh my God, she tasted so good, she tasted like heaven. She could feel Max coming down by the shudders going through her body. Angie continued to clean Max's juices off of her when she felt Max continue to make love to her with her mouth and fingers. While she was cleaning Max off she ran her tongue over her clit and she felt Max moan into her pussy. That was all it took, the vibrations from Max's moan sent Angie right over the edge. She reared her head back and screamed out Max's name. She felt her release and she rode it. It felt so good to be with Max, she felt her body convulse with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She waited a second before moving back up to Max's face so Max could finish cleaning her off. When Max was done she crawled up to Max's face and kissed her tenderly.