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Sugar and Spice Ch. 01

By: naughtykitten21



Amber Zucchero had always been quiet in high school. On the day of graduation, there was a big blow out for the seniors of the three high schools around: Lakewood Academy, Boston River Preparatory, and Blackpool Hall. Amber attended Blackpool Hall, which was a school for girls. Boston River was a boys' school, and Lakewood was for both boys and girls. 

It had been difficult for Amber in school, because her boyfriend, Ben Radcliffe, didn't go to Boston River, but to Lakewood. Lakewood was known for its excellent cheerleading squad, which made Amber very jealous. While she was physically fit, she was always soft and never toned, like her jock boyfriend. She constantly wondered why they were even a couple. A year or so ago, she would have said that it was because they loved each other, but she wasn't so sure now.

At the blow out, her two best friends, Rose and Kitty, handed her a can of beer and told her to relax. Amber wanted to relax. All three girls had graduated within the top five and were set to go to Ivy League schools the following September. But something was eating at her that night, and it sure wasn't Ben. Ben had, in fact, eaten her a few times, but he was always upset when Amber asked him to. 

"Can't you, like, use a vibrator, or something?" Ben had asked. "Now, give me a hand job."

Amber sometimes detested the way that Ben talked to her. But she hadn't been noticed until sophomore year, when they'd begun dating. Neither had Rose and Kitty, for that matter. But, they soon fell in with the jock crowd behind Amber and were soon dating Carson Webber and Harry Daniels respectively.

"You need to relax," said Rose, putting a hand on Amber's shoulder. "And where is Ben at?"

"I don't know," said Amber, taking a sip of beer. She never drank, but she knew that there would be something about tonight that she'd have to block out somehow.

"Well, he'd better come stand with you," said Kitty, tossing her pretty black hair and looking around. "Harry," she said, motioning him and Carson over to them. "Maybe they can tell us something," she said, turning back to Amber and Rose.

When the boys arrived, kissing their respective girlfriends on the cheek and offering them chips and dip from their plates, looked expectantly at all three of them.

"What's up?" Carson asked.

"Why did you call us over here?" Harry inquired.

Amber took another sip of beer. "Do you know where Ben is?"

"Well, we--" Harry began.

Carson cleared his throat loudly, with a look at Harry. "No," he said in a stage-fake voice. "No, we do not. We do not know where our friend Ben is tonight, at this moment."

"Man, Carson, I am tired of lying for him," Harry complained, putting his arm around Kitty and turning to Amber. "I'm really sorry, Amber. Ben has been cheating on you for the last six months."

Amber dropped her beer can, and beer went all over Carson. She ignored Carson's scream of protest and shook her head. "What do you mean, cheating on me?!" she cried. "Where is he, really? Tell me what is going on, Harry, please!"

"You'd better tell her," said Kitty, crossing her arms.

Harry sighed. "Okay. Ben's been screwing the head cheerleader, you know, Mandy Anderson?"

"She should be a junior!" Amber cried in disgust. "She's barely seventeen yet she managed to somehow skip a grade! We're all eighteen here! He could go to jail!"

"Not gonna happen," Carson said. "Remember? Mandy's daddy is the chief of police, and he loves Ben like a son."

"Oh, my God," Amber said, stepping three steps away from them. Then she turned toward a little cabin above the rocks, just next to the lighthouse on the beach. She made sure her sandals were buckled properly before going to the rocks and beginning to climb. She heard her friends shouting at her to come down, but she didn't listen. She climbed all the way to the top in under ten minutes, and thanked God there wasn't any reception here, as Carson would have probably called Ben by now.

Amber stepped up to the cabin door and opened it, before going inside and carefully shutting it behind her. She looked around the dark room and saw a little light under a door just a few feet away from her. Getting all of her courage, she advanced upon it, and threw the door open so that it crashed against the wall behind it.

"What the fuck?!" she screamed at Ben.

Ben's eyes looked freaked, like he knew he'd been caught in a lie. "Amber!" he cried, looking around. "This isn't what it looks like!" 

"How Hollywood actor of you," Amber said sarcastically. "You're fucking Mandy, Ben! How could you?!"

Mandy looked away from Amber. "Geez, would you go away?"

"No, I will not go away, you slut! I want to talk to the son of a bitch next to you, who's been my boyfriend for two years!" She went up close to the bed and pulled out Ben, who stood naked in front of her. "Ben, why?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I don't know. Because I wanted to...?"

Amber reached out and slapped him in the face. "That's it!" she cried, narrowing her eyes at him. "We are over!" and she left Ben and Mandy alone in the cabin.

Two weeks later, Amber was home alone. Her father had surprised her mother with a trip to the Caribbean, and her brother Andy was with their grandmother, so she had the house to herself. She'd told her parents about the break up, and how a week home alone would be the perfect thing to take her mind off of it. She'd sleep in, stay up late, and try to laugh at normal, every day things.

Then, one day, she received a knock at the door. Careful to look through the peephole before opening the door, she saw Mandy standing outside on the porch. Surprised, Amber opened the door.

"Mandy?" she asked.

Mandy looked up, her green eyes taking in Amber's blue ones. "Hi," she said, lowering her eyes again. "Can I come in?"

"Yes, of course," Amber said, stepping back.

Mandy entered the house and Amber shut the door behind her. "I broke things off with Ben," she said, going into the living room.

"Oh," Amber said. "Do you want something to drink?"

Mandy shook her head. "Did you hear me?" she asked. "I said that I broke up with Ben...? I did it as a birthday present to myself."

"Oh, you're eighteen now?" Amber asked as they both sat down. "Wow, that's great. Congrats," she said.

Mandy sighed. "I've got to tell you the real reason why I broke up with him," she said.

"Let me guess," Amber said, and Mandy shrugged. "Um, you either like somebody else, or you realized the error of your ways in taking him from me and hope now to give him back?"

"You don't love Ben, Amber," Mandy said.

Amber blinked. "Excuse me?"

"And besides, you were right about the first part of your analogy. I do like somebody else."

"Oh," Amber said. "Who?"

Mandy rolled her eyes. "God, you are so clueless sometimes!" she said, and giggled. "Here. Let me show you."

"You have a picture on your phone?" Amber asked.

Mandy shook her head. "Not last time I checked." Then she scooted across the couch and was nose to nose with Amber. "I'll show you," she whispered, and opened her mouth, meeting it with Amber's. Just as her tongue managed to creep through the older girls' lips, Amber suddenly and unexpectedly pulled away.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she cried.

Mandy blinked. "I was showing you," she said, putting her hand onto Amber's knee. "I'm in love with you."

"No, no you're not," Amber said, getting to her feet. "I think you should go now. Right now," she said, and pointed to the door.

Mandy got to her feet as well. "All right," she said, dejected. She walked to the door and didn't look back as she shut it behind her.

Amber slowly brought her fingers to her lips. She ran her index finger over both of them. Then she stuck her tongue out and licked them. Mandy had been wearing a cinnamon-flavored lip gloss, which had contradicted with Amber's sugary bubblegum one. Slowly, Amber sank to the floor and put her head into her hands to think. Nobody had ever kissed her like that before, that was for sure.

Three days later, Amber couldn't take it anymore. She logged on to her favorite social networking site and managed to find Mandy's number. She called it, and waited desperately for an answer.

"Hello?" came Mandy's voice.

Amber let out a sigh of relief. "Mandy, it's Amber."

"Oh. Hi."

"Hi. I was wondering if you could come over?"

Mandy sounded interested. "Okay. When?"

"Are you busy later today?" Amber asked.

"No, I'm not."

"Great. Come around seven, okay?"

"Okay."

Amber smiled. "Thanks," she said. "See you later."

Amber stepped out of the steaming shower at approximately six-fifteen. She sat in front of the mirror and blow dried her hair so as if hung shiny and loose around her pretty face. Then she rubbed her body all over with her vanilla lotion, and set to work at painting her fingernails and toenails a brilliant scarlet.

By that time, it was after six-thirty. Then Amber went into her bedroom and took ten minutes deciding just exactly which lingerie outfit to wear. She wanted to impress Mandy with her natural Double-D breasts, and her black silk trimmed with red ribbon seemed perfect. It was a beautiful piece, strapless, ruffly, and it had those thin stockings that attached to it. Her shapely legs always looked hot.

Then she decided to go barefoot and forget the stockings, and it was hot out, and she'd need to show off her toenail polish. She put on the sexy attire and the matching silk black robe and chose a Chanel perfume. She'd just lightly sprayed her neck, back of her ears, her wrists, and between her soft breasts as the doorbell rang.

Making sure that her robe was tied correctly, Amber made her way downstairs. She was thankful that she'd bought red roses to put over every surface of her bedroom, and those candles that didn't require matches for her bedside table. She checked the door's peephole, and saw Mandy standing there in a pretty, sleeveless blue dress.

Opening the door a crack, Amber whispered, "Shut your eyes."

Mandy smirked but did as she was told.

"Give me your hand," Amber said.

Mandy held out her hand to Amber and Amber quickly pulled her inside her house and shut the door behind her. Then she guided her hand to the silk string on her robe.

"Pull," Amber ordered. Mandy pulled and Amber's robe came off of her and went around her ankles. "Open your eyes," Amber said.

Mandy opened her eyes. They widened when they saw Amber's appearance and slowly went up to her face. "What's this?" she asked, her voice completely awestruck.

Amber smiled. "What do you think?" she asked.

Mandy shook her head. "I don't know."

Amber's smile turned into a grin as she walked close to Mandy. Amber began to kiss Mandy's throat, and smiled against her skin when she heard Mandy's little sigh of delight. She put her lips to the younger girls' ear and whispered, "Why don't we go upstairs?"

Mandy eagerly nodded and Amber pulled back, taking her by the hand. She led her upstairs to her perfectly prepared bedroom, and allowed Mandy to marvel for a moment all Amber had done. "You did all of this for me?" she asked, looking at Amber.

Amber nodded. "I think I love you, too," she said.

Mandy gasped and they fell into each others arms, kissing and touching. As they stumbled to Amber's bed, they both began to laugh. Amber picked up Mandy and playfully threw her onto the bed, and giggling in happiness that she'd remembered to shut her curtains. She carefully unbuttoned Mandy's dress and slipped it over her head, marveling at her beautiful C-cup breasts, which were ready and waiting for her mouth.

Amber mounted Mandy and kissed her passionately on the mouth. She then traveled sideways to her throat again and sucked on her, leaving love bites up and down her neck. All the while, Mandy moaned as Amber went lower and lower to her breasts. She breathed warm air onto them, causing Mandy's nipples to stick out. 

"Do you want me to suck on them?" Amber asked, taking one of Mandy's breasts into her hand.

"Oh, please suck on my breasts," Mandy begged.

Amber grinned and leaned down, taking Mandy's breast into her mouth. She sucked them both like a baby for the next five minutes, while her free hand crept downward, into Mandy's underwear. She easily found her clit and began rubbing that and sucking her breasts all at once.

Mandy's moans began to accelerate, and she slapped the bed a few times during her waves of pleasure. "Oh, don't stop!" she cried. "Oh, baby, please don't stop!"

"There's no way in hell I'm going to stop," Amber said. "God, your moans turn me on so much!" She continued sucking for another minute or so, before stopping. "Mandy, do you want me to lick your pussy?" she asked the younger girl.

Mandy nodded. "Oh, God, yes..."

"Do you want to come?" Amber asked.

The girl nodded again. "Fuck yeah," she said.

"Are you gonna come all over my face?" Amber asked, taking off Mandy's underwear. "Are you going to?"

"Yes!" Mandy screamed as Amber began sucking, kissing, and gently biting at her inner thighs. "God, Amber... I am going to come so fucking hard in your mouth! Then I'm going to make you come so much...!"

Amber reached up and gently touched Mandy's lips. "Save your energy, then," she said, giving her a grin. Then she lowered her head and spread out Mandy's legs. She placed her face in between them, savoring the heat and the scent that came off of Mandy's pussy. Then she stuck out her tongue and gently began to lick the outside of it.

Mandy began to moan again, her eyes shutting in a wave of pleasure. "Oh, God, lick me more!" she cried.

Amber chuckled and opened her mouth before closing her lips onto Mandy's pussy. She began munching on it, much to Mandy's pleasure. As the five minute mark of munching on her sweet clit and hole passed, Mandy's hips began to buck furiously back and forth. Amber began licking and munching faster and faster.

"Oh, God," Mandy said. "Oh, God, this is it. This is it, Amber! Oh, God, oh, God, oh, god! Fuuuck! Don't stop... I'm cumming...I'm cumming...I'm cumming-- Oh, fuck yeah!" she screamed just as Amber's mouth filled with Mandy's sweet juices.

"Do you want to taste your pussy?" Amber asked.

Mandy nodded. "Anything for your tongue in my mouth again," she whispered, and pulled Amber close to her. "Mmm," she said as their tongues met and as Amber continued to play with her clit. "That's really nice, Amber."

Amber chuckled. "All in a day's work. You taste amazing, by the way," she said, giggling.

Mandy laughed. "I know. I was thinking about you these past three days and how much I love you. I would fuck myself every night with...my fingers and other things."

"Other things?" Amber asked. "What other things?"

Mandy smirked and wriggled out from under Amber. She crossed the room to where she'd dropped her purse and unzipped it. Then she took out a six inch strap on, and waved it in the air. "It's way better if someone's doing it to you, or so I've heard. But...well, I haven't experienced it..."

Amber's eyes widened in delight. "Let's use it!" she cried.

Mandy grinned. "Then take off that outfit so I can see your gorgeous body and fuck you with this," she said.

Amber got off the bed and turned around. "It's easier if someone helps me," she said.

Mandy scoffed sarcastically and tucked the strap on under her arm. Then she pulled down the outfit that Amber was wearing, and caressed her perfect ass. "God, your ass is incredible," she whispered.

"Thank you," Amber giggled, crossing back to the bed and lying on her back, spreading her legs for Mandy. "Do you have lube?" she asked. "Or do I have to wet my pussy?"

"Wet your pussy," Mandy said. "That's what I always do. And I would give anything to see your pussy naturally wet."

Amber grinned and licked her fingers before putting them onto her pussy and rubbing a bit.

"Why don't you... Fuck yourself," Mandy said. "I want to watch you fuck yourself," she said.

Amber smiled. "All right," she said, and made sure that her fingers were in a good spot on her clit. Then she rubbed and rubbed and rubbed, and it took her less than two minutes to get her off.

"Incredible," Mandy whispered as Amber calmed down after her beautiful orgasm. "God, you're so fucking hot when you come for me," she said, getting off the bed and putting on the strap on. She wetted her fingers a little bit and wet the cock slightly. Then she got back onto the bed and knelt in front of Amber. "You ready?" she asked.

Amber grinned. "Fuck me," she said.

Mandy didn't need to be told twice. She entered Amber with the strap on and began moving back and forth, in and out. It didn't take long for Amber to get all hot and bothered as she began to moan. 

"Fuck...don't stop!" she cried. 

"I won't," Mandy promised.

Just then, Mandy found her g-spot, something in two years of dating, Ben had never found. "Oh, God!" she cried, never knowing just how wonderful pleasure can be. "Don't stop fucking me, Mandy! Don't stop fucking my pussy!"

"I won't," Mandy said again. 

Amber kept right on moaning as Mandy kept thrusting in and out of her pussy, which was already dripping wet. Then, about a minute later, Amber let out a massive moan and sighed. Mandy gently pulled out of Amber, the older girls' come covering it so that it glistened.

"Mandy?" Amber asked innocently as the younger girl stuck the strap on in her mouth momentarily to taste the orgasm she'd caused.

"Yes?" Mandy asked, taking the fake cock out of her mouth.

Amber lowered her eyes. "Would you eat my pussy?" she asked. "Ben never did, and I want your mouth on my clit and your fingers inside me..."

Mandy smiled. "I'd love to eat your pussy," she said. Then she bent down and took Amber's pussy in her mouth. She stuck a finger inside her and found her g-spot instantly once more. She pulled in and out with her finger, and massaged Amber's clit with her tongue. The sweet scent of Amber's pussy caused her to become wet again. She also loved her juices flowing easily into her mouth.

Two minutes later, Amber was shouting an orgasm again. But this time, she said something no one would have expected. "I don't think I love you, Mandy!" she cried. "I know I love you! I fucking love you! And I love how you eat pussy! I love how you eat my pussy..."

"Want to try a sixty-nine?" Mandy asked.

"What's that?" Amber asked. 

"It's where we eat our pussies together," Mandy replied.

Amber nodded. "Yes," she answered. 

Mandy turned so as her pussy met Amber's lips, and then Mandy went right on munching Amber's pussy. When they came, their juices were flowing at exactly the same speed, and their pitch in orgasm was matched, and they'd both found each other's g-spot instantly. Then, Mandy rolled off of Amber, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

A couple of hours later, Amber woke up to Mandy's beautiful eyes looking down at her. 

"Hi," Mandy said.

"Hey," Amber said, leaning in and kissing her. "You're my girlfriend now, right?" she asked.

Mandy grinned. "Of course I am," she said.

"You know how we both got into N.Y.U.?" Amber asked.

"Yes."

"And you know that we can pick our roommates if we hurry?"

"Yes."

Amber grinned back. "Well...maybe we could room there together...and if our studying isn't too heavy, we can give each other more pleasure than our favorite subject..."

"...which may or may not be sex education," Mandy said, leaning forward and gently nibbling at Amber's neck.

"It's that a yes?" Amber asked, Mandy's gentle nibbling already making her wet.

Mandy pulled back and stared at Amber. "It's more than a 'yes'. It's a 'hell yes'," Mandy replied.

Amber grinned, and reached out to tuck a stay hair behind Mandy's ear. "I love you, Mandy Spezia," she whispered.

"And I love you, Amber Zucchero."


Sugar and Spice Ch. 01



"Sugar and spice," Amber whispered.

"What?"

"Our names mean 'sugar' and 'spice' in Latin..."

"So different, yet so alike," Mandy said, weaving her fingers together with Amber's.

"Yes, sometimes necessary, to create something wonderful..." Amber peeked at Mandy, giving her a smile. 

"This is something wonderful," Mandy said, kissing Amber on the mouth, almost leading her to orgasm one more time.



Sugar and Spice Ch. 02



Amber had never been happier in her life. Although she hadn't yet come out as bisexual to her parents, she knew that her relationship with Mandy, her girlfriend and roommate, was going really well. She would feel so lonely walking across the beautiful campus of N.Y.U. every morning and afternoon, but when she would return in the direction of her dorm, her pussy would become wetter and her mouth would become just a little bit hungrier for Mandy.

September, October, November, and the first two weeks of December passed pretty quickly, and Amber had kept in touch with Rose and Kitty, her best friends back home through texting and emailing. Rose had broken up with her boyfriend, Carson, the summer before because he'd known that Amber's ex-boyfriend, Ben, who'd also had a fling with Mandy, had been cheating on her. Rose had met a new guy at U.C.L.A., named Todd, in mid-October, and he was coming back to Seattle for Christmas to meet Kitty, Amber, and Rose's family.

Kitty, however, had stayed with her boyfriend, Harry, because he'd come clean as soon as he could about Ben's relationship on the side. They attended Arizona State University, and were both studying to be doctors. It was very admirable, Amber thought, that Harry had decided on a more serious carrier than sports. He'd decided to become an oncologist, while Kitty had her mind set on a brain surgeon.

Just as the final class got out on December 15th, Amber had finished her last class, a sculpting class, and was helping with the clean up. She'd never really been into art, other than looking at it, but there was something about the whole bit about clay that made it more interesting. Amber, along with Ms. Swan, the class teacher, were the only ones left in the classroom, as everyone had run out in celebration of Christmas break.

"So juvinile," said Ms. Swan in her elegant French accent. "I really don't understand this at all, Amber, I really don't. Sculpting is such a beautiful art, yet whenever the bell rings, poof, and you don't see them until Monday. Oh, sometimes I wish this class was more than three times a week," she said whistfully, washing the paint brushes from her Tuesday/Thursday painting class.

"So do I," Amber replied, separating the colored clay from the basic clay, wondering why people mixed them up. "I've learned so much here. I've never really been into art, but this class is so eye-opening, Ms. Swan," she said with a smile.

"Oh, please, Amber," said Ms. Swan. "Call me Gabrielle," she said, crossing the room and helping the girl separate clay.

"Well, Gabrielle," Amber said, "what are your plans for Christmas, may I ask?" she inquired. 

"Of course," Gabrielle replied. "I am returning to Paris for the three weeks to visit my little sister, Angelique, and her family."

"What about your family?" Amber asked innocently as she began to wipe down the tables.

"Well, my mother and father died in a car accident some time ago, along with my little brother, Bernard," she said sadly, looking at a black and white photograph on her desk.

"Is that your family?" Amber asked.

"Yes," Gabrielle said, a sad smile on her face. "That's me with my hair in braids and that dress on. Before I knew who I really was..."

"Who you really were?" asked the girl, rinsing out the sponge she was using to clean the tables. "What do you mean?"

"When I was eighteen years old, my mother's best friend, a woman named Lucille, came to visit us in Paris. When my mother and father, and brother and sister offered to take her to the market, an hour away, she said she wanted to stay home and help me, because I had a cold." Gabrielle began sweeping the floor as she went on, "As soon as my parents and siblings left, Lucille told me that she knew a cure for my cold. When I asked if it was chicken soup, she laughed."

"What was the cure, Gabrielle?" Amber asked, resuming her cleaning of the tables.

Gabrielle smiled wryly. "She licked my pussy," she answered honestly before looking at her pile of dust on the floor. "She licked my pussy, and I quickly orgasmed," she went on. "Thus began an affair which lasted three years, before my beloved Lucille died of cancer."

"When was that?" Amber inquired.

"About five years ago," Gabrielle answered, some tears getting into her eyes as she remembered.

Amber, so overcome with emotion, that she crossed the studio towards Gabrielle and gave her a hug. "I am so sorry, Gabrielle," she whispered, holding her close.

"Thank you, dear," said her teacher. Slowly pulling back, she said very quietly, "You know, I've been watching you for three months. I liked you, and I didn't know why, at first, but then it was your talent and your beauty that set you apart from your fellow students. In fact, there is something that I want to give you. A Christmas present."

"What?" Amber asked.

Gabrielle leaned down and kissed Amber passionately on the mouth. Her tongue easily slipped between her students' lips as she held her tighter, wanting to feel every inch of her impressive Double-D breasts. She loved young girls with big breasts, and Amber's tongue in her mouth was enough to make her dripping wet.

Amber pulled away from her teacher and stepped back. "M-Ms. Swan," said Amber, reverting back to her proper title. "Um, I'm seeing someone," she said, feeling her face redden.

"Oh...your boyfriend probably wouldn't appreciate it, then," said Gabrielle, turning away.

"Not my boyfriend...we broke up last summer," said Amber. "I was talking about my girlfriend...Mandy."

"You're a lesbian?" Gabrielle asked, turning around.

Amber shook her head. "No, I'm bisexual," she replied.

Gabrielle stepped closer to Amber again. "Mandy doesn't have to know, you know..."

"No," Amber said firmly. She sighed. "I am attracted to you, Gabrielle, but I love Mandy. I've never loved anyone like I love Mandy. I'm sorry if you misunderstood me, but I just want to be friends." She smiled at her teacher, put the sponge in the sink, grabbed her bag and walked out of the studio.

Back at the room, Mandy was busy packing for them to go back to Seattle, and she was not looking forward to the long flight. She hated planes, while Amber loved them, and it was her girlfriends' job to rub her pussy from behind their curtain whenever she panicked. 

The door banged open just as Mandy zipped their suitcases and went out to meet Amber. Her sexy girlfriend looked sexy as usual--her best jeans, a low white top, and her snow boots. She'd removed her jacket and set down her bag as she went into Mandy's arms.

"Hey," she said, kissing her. "God, today was so weird..."

Mandy blinked and pulled back to look at Amber. "Why was it weird?" she asked. "Did you stay behind to help Ms. Swan and did you spill some paint or something?"

Amber chuckled and went over to the dresser to make sure nothing important was left out of the packing. "Yeah, I was helping her clean," she said, opening and closing various drawers. "But, well, you'll never believe me, but she's a lesbian."

Mandy let out a chuckle. "A lesbian?! Ms. Swan? Are you kidding me?" she demanded as she tried to close the case as a meow escaped from under the best.

"No, I'm not," said Amber as she took out their kitten, an adorable tabby cat affectionately named Simpkin. "And...well, she made a pass at me," Amber addmitted sheepishly as she scratched the cat behind his ears as he began to purr.

Mandy stopped zipping the suitcase. "Did she?"

"Yeah," Amber said. "She kissed me, and I remember counting to three and pulling away...I didn't even realize it was happening until it was over, I swear," she said.

Mandy sighed and shrugged. "Well, whatever," she said. "What did you tell her...about why you guys couldn't...?"

"I said I was seeing someone."

"What do you mean?"

Amber blinked, setting Simpkin on his cat tree. He would need all the freedom he could get before going into his pet carrier. "I said I had a girlfriend named Mandy..."

"No last name?" 

"No, of course not," Amber said.

Mandy sighed. "It's just as well," she said, picking up their suitcases--green for her and brown for Amber. "People are going to know about us after Christmas anyway..."

Amber nodded, slipping into her jacket, scarf and hat and insisting that Mandy do the same as they gathered up the last of their luggage and forced Simpkin into his pet cage. "Ready?" Amber asked.

"Let's do it," Mandy replied. 

Both Amber and Mandy's parents took it better than they thought and in the second week of January in the new year, a taxi dropped them off back at the N.Y.U. campus. Thankfully, it was a Friday, mid-afternoon, and classes didn't start until Monday, ample time for them to get over the four-hour time difference. Amber and Mandy breathed in the cool, crisp air and decided to go into their dorm, make hot chocolate, put the suitcases in the corner, let Simpkin out and feed and water him, before crawling into bed and licking each other's pussies for several hours before a much-needed and desired nap. 

Everything went according to plan, and after everything, Mandy fell right to sleep. Amber lay awake, before she couldn't take it anymore. She took a hot shower to think before she knew what she had to do. She left a note for Mandy, telling her she went to the campus library for some books for her English class and to do some reasearch for a history paper and that she'd be back in time for dinner. 

Amber crunched through the snow in her new snow boots in the opposite direction, towards the art studio. She had no idea if Gabrielle was back yet, but something told her that she had to find out. The door opened easily for her and she stepped inside quietly. Looking around, the place looked exactly the same. "Gabrielle?" she called.

And there she was, wearing a new necklace with a sapphire in it. "Oh, hello, dear," Gabrielle said with a cheerful smile. "Did you and Mandy have a good Christmas?"

"Yes, it was good," said Amber, feeling guilty already at the sound of Mandy's name. "And how was your Christmas?"

"Very well, thank you," replied Gabrielle.

Amber sighed. "I have to tell you why I really came," she confessed, nibbling at her bottom lip. "I...I think we have some unfinished business between us, and...sex with Mandy hasn't been the same since that day you kissed me."

Gabrielle raised her eyebrows. "So, why are you here, dear?"

Amber walked up to her teacher. "You know your room? The loft upstairs," she said.

Her teacher nodded.

"I want you to take me up there, undress me, make sweet, passionate love to me, make me come...and we'll see where it goes from there."

Gabrielle smiled and quickly walked behind Amber to lock the door. She promptly took Amber by the hand and led her behind the back wall and up the steps to her loft apartment. There was a massive bed in the middle of the room that she led Amber to, and she unbuttoned her jacket while Amber untied her boots and took off her socks. After throwing away her scarf and hat, did Gabrielle allow herself to kiss the girl that she was falling in love with.

After she was left in her bra and panties, did Gabrielle undress herself as she pushed Amber onto the bed. She stood in her undergarments, just like her younger student and smiled down at her body. Then she leaned down and mounted her, and kissed her passionately. She touched Amber's tongue very quickly and even managed to graze the roof of her mouth, as she'd read somewhere that that was very pleasurable.

Gabrielle unfastened Amber's bra and began to massage the younger girls' breasts. She then began to lick, nibble, and suck at her nipples. "How do you liked that?" she asked Amber. "Your breasts are amazing..."

"Thank you," Amber said between gasps. "I love it..."

Gabrielle nodded in approval. "Your body is so beautiful, my darling," she said, her thick accent more sexy when it was spiced with pleasure. "Ever since I first met you, I knew that I would have to eventually lick your sweet pussy... Do you shave it?"

Amber shut her eyes as Gabrielle began to graze her clit with her long, elegant fingers. "Yes," she whispered.

"Good girl," Gabrielle replied and took off Amber's panties and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She gasped when she saw her pussy, freshly shaven just for her, and touched it. "Oh, my," she said, when she parted Amber's pussy lips. "Oh, my...you smell incredible," she said, and inhaled for a moment longer before gently licking the outer lips.

"Oh, God," Amber said, putting her face into her hands and beginning to gasp aloud. "Oh--oh, God!" she cried.

"Good girl," Gabrielle said again, and wetted two fingers. She put them into Amber's pussy and rubbed her clit with her thumb and gently licked under her clit. "My, your pussy's getting awfully wet," she said, smiling at the smell that it was emitting as Amber writhed with pleasure.

"Oh, yes, oh, yes," Amber whispered. "Oh, God!"

"Are you all right, my love?" Gabrielle asked, never stopping her movement in Amber's pussy, but stood up and put her tongue in her mouth for a moment. "Are you all right?"

Amber nodded. "Give me your tongue to suck, but please don't stop," she begged, her knees beginning to stake.

Gabrielle giggled and stuck out her tongue, returning it into Amber's mouth and not stopping her movement inside her new lover. "Do you like this?" she whispered.

Amber nodded a second time. "Oh, yes!" she cried. And a moment later, she was coming all over Gabrielle's bed.

Gabrielle smiled and took her fingers out of Amber's pussy. They were shiny in the light and offered them to Amber, who sucked her pussy juice right off of them. Then Gabrielle mounted Amber and put both her legs around Amber's right leg before positioning her knee in Amber's drenched pussy. "Do you know what I"m going to do?"

Amber shook her head.

"We're going to trib," Gabrielle replied. "I'm going to hump your leg, and get an orgasm from that. While I'm humping your leg, my knee will be in your pussy, up against your clit, and you'll be able to come again. Would you like that?"

"Yes," Amber moaned. "Oh, Gabrielle, let me come again..."

Gabrielle nodded and began humping Amber's leg back and forth, and moving her knee in a circular motion so as to stimulate Amber at the same time she was stimulating herself. Amber's leg and pussy were both quickly becoming drenched. Gabrielle's pussy was beyond wet, as she'd waited for this moment for such a long time. She'd wanted Amber desperately, to lick her, touch her, kiss her...

When they'd both come again, Gabrielle got a smile on her face. "Go over to the window," she said.

Amber panicked. "Won't someone...?"

"No," Gabrielle said, gently touching Amber's lips. "We're facing the sun, so nobody will see us. Now, go to the window, my sweet," she said as she gently grazed Amber's pussy before walking away.

Amber shrugged and crossed to the window. Snow still covered everywhere, and no one was around. She heard Gabrielle coming up behind her, and smiled as she felt her lover's hand on her back. "Hello, stranger," she said.

"Hello," Gabrielle replied. "Can you bend over, sweetie?"

Amber shrugged. "Sure," she said, and obeyed.

"You've got the perfect ass," Gabrielle said, bending down and caressing it gently with her lips. "Don't move now, my darling," she said.

Suddenly, Amber let out a moan. Gabrielle had a strap on, and had entered her from behind. She reached around and took ahold of one of Amber's breasts and rubbed the nipple as she fucked her student in and out, and back and forth.

"Has Mandy ever fucked you like this?" Gabrielle asked.

Amber shook her head. "No," she said as her hair and breasts thrashed back and forth. "Mandy always wants to see my face."

Gabrielle chuckled. "What's the point?" she said. "You'll always orgasm anyway," she said carelessly.

Amber blinked, but allowed herself to come. She turned around and went willingly into Gabrielle's arms, just going through the motions, feeling utterly and completely numb. 

Gabrielle pulled her back toward the bed and put the strap on aside, and lay with her on the bed. She caressed Amber's forehead, and smiled and said pleasant things to her. Then she let Amber shower again, and helped her dress herself. Then she said that she was tired and that Amber knew the way out.

"Come back any time, sweet ass," she called out.

Amber smiled a fake smile and nodded. She got down the stairs and out the door and out into the cold world. As she crossed the campus, she checked her watch: Cheating on Mandy had taken less than an hour. She walked back to her dorm in silence, and when she came in, she saw Mandy still curled up in bed.

Amber shut the door quietly behind her, and it was clear that Mandy hadn't been up once since she'd been out fucking Gabrielle. Amber destroyed the note and undressed, crawling in bed next to Mandy and kissing her forehead.

Mandy moaned slightly and opened her eyes. "Hey, sweetie," she said, looking as if the sun had risen on her face. "Did you go somewhere? Your hair's a little wet..."

"Yeah, I took a shower," Amber replied.

Mandy giggled. "I'm still tired. Maybe, do you want to order in tonight?" she asked.

Amber nodded.

"I know this really cute French place--"

"No," Amber said. "I-I mean, I'm not in the mood for French."

Mandy grinned. "All right, sweetie," she said. "How about Italian?" Mandy asked, kissing Amber on the cheek. "After all, it is the food and the continent of true love..."

Amber grinned. "Yeah," she said. "Yeah. True love."

Mandy smiled. "Pick wherever you want," she said sweetly. "But make sure to order before seven, or else we won't get anything good." And then she turned over and was asleep again. 

Amber sat up, the blanket falling off her breasts and onto her legs. The legs that had taken her to Gabrielle's for less than an hour of fun... She had to tell Mandy what happened...

Amber called Mandy's favorite pizza place and then hung up after getting the grand total of $34.21. She got out her credit card and tapped it against her finger nails. Then...

"Mandy," she whispered.

Mandy turned over and opened her eyes. "Did you order the food?" she asked.

Amber nodded. "Yes," she said.

Mandy sat up. "Are you all right?"

"No, I'm not all right."

"What's the matter?" Mandy asked.

Amber looked up. "We've got to talk..."



Sugar and Spice Ch. 03



Amber stepped into her apartment after a long day of classes. She could hear Mandy in the next room, and a constant, quiet sound. As Amber turned the corner, she saw Mandy painting their kitchen a soft blue. It was called Baby Blue, and they'd both agreed on it at the paint store when they'd shopped there nearly a week ago. 

Since it was their senior year at N.Y.U. (both Amber and Mandy had qualified for a credits program where they went to school in the summer and jumped two grades), they'd decided to rent an attractive apartment with some money that Mandy's grandmother and grandfather had left her. It was a lovely sum, and since Mandy was the only grandchild on, she'd gotten it all. Not even her parents minded that they'd been seemingly overlooked in favor of their daughter.

Mandy looked up as Amber entered the kitchen. "Hi, sweetheart," she said, crossing the room and greeting her with a kiss. "How was your day?" she asked casually as she returned to painting.

Amber nodded as she set her books down on the kitchen table. "It was all right," she replied. "Got my essay back from Worthington's today."

Mandy turned around so quickly that she got paint on her sweatshirt. "Oh, really?" she squealed. "How'd you do?"

"A-minus," Amber replied.

Mandy giggled and clapped her hands. "Well, we don't have class tomorrow," she said. "Why don't I clean up, and we can go to Benihana to celebrate?" she asked.

Amber nodded. "Sure, sounds good," she replied. "I have a need for entertainment tonight..."

Mandy laughed at her accidental pun and said, "I've just got to finish this last wall here."

Amber nodded. "Okay," she replied. "I've got to start my draft for my new English Lit. paper, anyway," she said. "I'll be in the office, okay?" she called over her shoulder as she took her book bag with her. As Amber walked down the hall, past the living room, the guest bedroom, their bedroom, Simpkin's playroom, she felt ashamed. It was a year after she'd fucked Gabrielle, her former art teacher. 

Just after her freshman year ended, she'd gone to Gabrielle's office and had wanted to talk to her. She went in and saw her, and one thing led to another and they'd ended up getting into bed. This time, they'd tried a sixty-nine, and it had been glorious. When it was all over, Amber sat at the edge of the bed, feeling very guilty.

Gabrielle was lying behind her the comforter tossed to the floor, but the brilliant white sheet was draped around her. She reached out and caressed Amber's beautiful pale skin, and said, "It's not a bad thing, you know. You know you always give wonderful fucks."

Amber chuckled at her teacher's vulgarity when it came to something as beautiful as making love. She didn't know what to say, other than, "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have come. This really shouldn't have happened...a second time..."

Gabrielle scooted next to her and took her in her arms. "I'm leaving N.Y.U.," she said.

Amber turned to look at her. "What?!" she demanded.

Gabrielle nodded. "I got a job at the University of Paris at the art professor," she said proudly, and began kissing Amber's back and shoulders. 

Amber blinked. "Well, that's wonderful..."

Her teacher giggled. "I also sent them your records..."

"You did what...?!"

Gabrielle nodded a second time. "You have a space there in the autumn if you want it," she replied. "And, I got a lovely cottage there, which you could live in with me..." Gabrielle said, opening Amber's legs and gently caressing her pussy, "...and we could do more of this and not sneak around like we've been..."

"We've fucked seven times," Amber said hotly, snapping her legs shut and causing Gabrielle to cry out in momentary pain. "There was twice just after Christmas break, four times during mid-winter break when I told Mandy that I was sick, and then that one time during spring break when Mandy went to Japan with her parents..."

"They didn't invite you?" Gabrielle asked.

Amber lowered her eyes. "It was a family trip..."

Gabrielle sighed. "You are a rare jewel, Amber," she whispered, reaching for her pussy again. "I want...I need...I love you," she said.

Amber's eyes widened as she looked over at Gabrielle. "You love me?" she whispered, her voice full of shock.

Gabrielle nodded at her. "Yes, yes, I love you," she said. "And I want you to transfer officially to the University of Paris...and come live with me...and," said Gabrielle, hopping out of bed, and her naked body looking amazing in the setting sun, and crossing over to her bookshelf. She got a little box that was in between some books and walked to the other side of the bed. She went before Amber and got down on one knee. "Amber...will you marry me?" she asked, opening the box.

Amber gasped and her hands flew to her face in shock. Inside the box was an expertly cut diamond with two amber stones on either side. "Oh, my God...!" She whispered.

"And look," Gabrielle urged, taking the ring out of the box. "Look, in the light. Do you see the words?"

Amber looked closer. "Je t'aime," she whispered. "That means 'I love you' in French, right?" she asked.

Gabrielle nodded. "Marry me," she whispered.

Amber sighed. "Be honest," she said. "Do you love me, or just how I am in bed?" she asked sharply.

Gabrielle sighed. "I'm attracted to you, and I care about you...but nobody makes me come like you," she confessed.

Amber's mind snapped back to the present. She'd refused Gabrielle's proposal that day, and thankfully her former art teacher had returned to Paris quietly. She went into the office and to her own desk, and quickly logged onto her laptop. Across the room was Mandy's desk, and the same computer, except it was bright purple instead of Amber's pink.

Amber logged into the school network and made sure she had her English Lit. paper instructions down pat. Once she made sure of that, she opened a document and quickly typed a four-page draft on her novel of choice, Gone With the Wind. 

She wrote about how Scarlett O'Hara had, in her opinion, a childish infatuation with Ashley. He was the object of something that she could never truly have. Then, when she didn't know what to do, after his marriage to her cousin, she made up her mind to get several other men to fall in love with her to shield her pain. When she encountered Rhett Butler, however, she'd met her match. 

However, her vanity got the better of her when, after the birth of their daughter, Bonnie, she decided not to have any more children. Then, her daughter died tragically, and she discovered she was pregnant again. Rhett and she got in an argument, and she fell down some stairs. At the end, following her cousin's death, Ashley offered himself to her, and she refused him, knowing that she truly belonged with Rhett. But, it was too late, and the famous line, "'Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn'", shattered Scarlett's world before she decided to return to her childhood home of Tara.

"She wanted love so badly that she didn't see it staring at her in the face," Amber said, scooping up Simpkin, who'd been rubbing up against her leg and purring. "You," said Amber, gently touching his nose. "I've got to tell Mama Mandy the truth, don't I?"

She was answered with a meow.

Amber sighed and returned Simpkin to the floor, where he walked onto his cat tree. She saved her work and checked the date: January 17th. Both Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's had passed, and Mandy hadn't suspected a thing. It was now or never.

She stood up and walked back to the kitchen, but she didn't see her girlfriend anywhere.

"Mandy?" she called.

"In the bathroom," she called back, and suddenly she came out. She was breathtaking in her little black dress, pearls, and red heels. She held out a white blouse, pleated plaid skirt and black heels to Amber. "Come on," she said. "It's after five-thirty, it takes twenty minutes to get to the restaurant, and I'm hungry," she said with a giggle. 

"Yeah," Amber said, taking the clothes. "On second thought, I think I'd like that cozy little Italian place down the block...you know, Ti Amo la Pizza?" she asked, putting out her bottom lip.

Mandy approached Amber and kissed her on the lips. "I am going to humor you because I love you," she said. "Now, go change," she said, slapping her on the butt. "Wait," she said, stepping forward. She unzipped Amber's jeans and pulled them down, along with her panties. Then she began licking her girlfriends' pussy quickly, and Amber fell against the wall in a wave of pleasure. 

Amber gasped then, giving away to a quick groan. "Oh, God, baby...yes, yes!" she cried out. 

"Come on," Mandy giggled between licks. "Come for me...but not too fast, I want to wear this dress..."

"Oh, God, sweetie...don't stop!" Amber cried. "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop...!" She whispered, grabbing onto Mandy's head and pushing it closer to her pussy. 

When her release came, Mandy quickly drank all of Amber's orgasm before it could go all over her dress. "I'll be in the other bathroom washing out my mouth," she said, standing up and fondling Amber's breasts and kissing her on the mouth at once. "Save those lips...both of them," she said coyly as she went down the hall to the other bathroom.

Amber sighed, cursing herself for missing her chance. She went into the bathroom before closing the door and locking it. She put her clothes on the little table and went to the shower. She removed the head from the wall and turned it on so that it was a pleasant warm feeling on her skin. She put it onto her pussy to wash the come off of it. 

She then stuck her fingers inside it and finger fucked herself for about five minutes until she came a second time. Then, she kept going, orgasming twice more, the first time thinking of Mandy going down on her, and the second time, Gabrielle. She shook her head and turned off the water, and grabbing the towel and drying herself off. 

She put on the clothes selected by her lover and stepped out of the bathroom, where Mandy was waiting. "Hi, there," Amber said, waving innocently at her.

Mandy giggled and crossed the room to her. "You know, I heard you in there," she whispered as she nuzzled her neck. "You were practically screaming...were you finger fucking yourself?"

Amber nodded. "Yes," she said.

"Were you...thinking about me?" Mandy asked.

"Maybe," Amber replied. "Yes, of course I was..."

"Good," Mandy said, and took her by the hand. "I want to see you finger yourself later...I will do it, too...then we can come together..."

"I'd like that," Amber said, putting on her coat as Mandy did the same. "I suggest we go eat."

"I'd have to agree with you," Mandy replied.

They arrived at six on the dot at Ti Amo la Pizza, and were quickly given a private booth in the back of the restaurant, as they knew the owner, Tony Bartonni. They'd laughed when they'd first heard his name, but Tony had quickly introduced him to his partner, Brian Mancini, and now they were all the best of friends.

Amber ordered the eggplant parmesan and Mandy ordered the mushroom tortellini, after ordering the calamari to start with. Their fresh baked bread with olive oil and vinegar came first. 

"God, the bread smells incredible here," Mandy said, reaching up with her foot under the table and in between Amber's legs. "My, God, you're so wet!" she said in mocked shockedness.

"Thank God this is a private booth," Amber said, a smile on her face. "And thank God we're such good friends with Tony and Brian. Any other restaurant would kill us...oh!" She gasped as Mandy found her clit with her largest toe.

"You like that?" Mandy whispered, moving her toe in circles.

"Yes...!" Amber whispered. "Don't stop..."

Amber came one minute before the calamari came and Mandy's foot had retreated back into her heeled shoe. 

"My, you're jumpy tonight," Mandy commented as she dipped the squid into the garlic sauce. 

Amber shrugged. "It must be the English Lit. paper," she said nonchalantly, staring at the dead, fried, fish in front of her. "I wrote a four page draft while you were working on the kitchen..."

"Really?" Mandy asked. "That's great. What is the paper on?"

"Gone With the Wind," Amber replied. 

"What are you writing about?"

"The fact that Scarlett had love staring at her in the face, but didn't realize it before it was too late..." Amber said, taking some calamari.

"Facinating," Mandy commented.

Amber nodded. "Thank you," she said, as their salads came. There was extra dressing on Mandy's and extra cheese on Amber's just the way they liked them. When their salad plates were cleared away, their soup came and they savored the warm feeling of it going down their throats. Amber got French onion and Mandy got minestrone.

"Why do they serve French onion in an Italian restaurant?" Mandy asked, sniffing at Amber's soup from across the table.

"Brian's mom is French," Amber replied.

"You like French things," Mandy commented.

Amber blinked. "What?"

Mandy smiled and shook her head. "Nothing," she said.

Before they knew it, their entrees had arrived. They didn't take very long to consume half their dinner, then ask for two to-go boxes. They then got the dessert menu, and Amber decided on the chocolate cake a la mode with raspberry filling, while Mandy wanted the tiramisu. As they received their dessert, Tony and Brian came out from the back.

"Hey!" they both said as one, kissing both girls on their cheeks.

"How are you?" Tony asked.

"You're doing well?" Brian inquired.

Amber nodded. "Fine, thanks," she said.

"How are you both?" Mandy asked.

"We are adopting a little boy from Thailand," Brian said. "He's coming in three weeks and he's four years old."

"Old enough to bus tables," Tony said sarcastically.

"That's so great!" Mandy cried, and stood up. "I'm so happy for both of you!" she said, and hugged both of them.

"That is such a wonderful thing to do," Amber said, squeezing both of their hands respectively.

"Thank you," they said.

"We felt it was time for a family," Tony said, putting his arm around Brian and kissing his cheek.

"We were ready," Brian said. "Do you think you two will ever have children?" he asked.

"Well, actually--" Mandy began.

"Brian!" Tony cried. "That is none of our business. If they decide to share that information with us, it should be up to them. Sorry," Tony said, almost as if he was apologizing for a small child. "Come on, Brian," he said. "We have orders to fill."

"Bye," Brian said, following Tony to the kitchen.

Amber turned to Mandy, who'd gone back to her dessert. "What were you going to say?" she asked.

Mandy shook her head, stabbing her tiramisu with her fork. "It's not important," she said. "Eat your cake."

The girls sat on the couch, a week later, watching Legally Blonde. After the film had ended, and Elle had won the case, Mandy said she had to pee, and quite badly, or so she said.

"That's cool," Amber replied. "I'll start cleaning the living room."

Mandy smiled and kissed Amber on the cheek. "You're the sweetest," she said, and got up to do her business.

Amber stacked the People, Home and Gardens, Good Housekeeping, Family Circle, and all the other magazines they subscribed to on their coffee table. Then she cleared their hot chocolate mugs and put them in the dishwasher. As she crossed back into the living room, she realized she had to find something else to clean to ignore the guilt that had been eating away at her since the summer. She was just about to decide whether to sweep the floor or dust the living room when it happened.

There was a sudden squeal erupted from the bathroom, and Amber quickly found herself dashing to the closed bathroom door.

"Baby, is everything okay?" she asked, putting her ear against the door in trepidation.

"Yeah, babe, just a sec!"

"Now, please," Amber said.

Mandy let out a sarcastic groan and opened the door, both hands behind her back. She was slightly flushed with a big grin on her face. "I've got some news," she said, her tone very gleeful. 

"Okay...?" Amber said.

Mandy pulled a home pregnancy test from behind her back. "Look!" she cried. "Two pink lines! I'm pregnant!"

Amber took a step back. When they'd come back from summer vacation, they'd checked out various sperm banks in Maui, where they'd been vacationing. Even though they'd had nothing against any race, they'd requested a white male to provide the sperm. It had taken some doing, but they'd found one by the name of Bruce Applegate. He was a doctor from Long Island, and he was about thirty. 

"You're...pregnant?" Amber said stupidly.

Mandy nodded. "Yep. I didn't know when to take the test, and the place said to take it when it felt right, remember?"

Amber shook her head. "They put it in both of us, remember?" she said, her head continuing to shake. "Remember? Do you have another one of those?" she asked.

"Here," Mandy said, confused. 

Three minutes later, both tests confirmed it: both Mandy and Amber were pregnant by Bruce Applegate. 

"Did you want to say something?" Mandy asked.

Amber sighed. "Yes...and no," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I should tell you something, but I don't want to," she replied, resting her hands on the bathroom counter.

Mandy put her arms around Amber's waist. "Baby, are you okay?" she asked. "We both have really great jobs interning at that law firm next year, and we both got into Harvard. What's wrong? With the inheritance from my grandparents', we can easily afford a nanny..."

Amber broke away from Mandy and her kind words. "I might as well start packing right now," she said, walking towards the bedroom.

"Why?" Mandy cried, scampering after her. "Was it something I said? Was it something I did? Do you want the babies?"

"Of course I want them," Amber said, getting out her suitcase. 

"It's me you don't want, isn't it?" Mandy asked.

Amber sighed. "No, it's not that. I...I did something wrong last year..."

"You cheated on me," Mandy said.

Amber blinked and looked at her. "What?"

"With Gabrielle, the art teacher," she said.

"How did you...?"

"She emailed me after she moved back to Paris," Mandy replied. "She said she proposed to you, and you said no because you loved me."

Amber nodded. "I did say no..."

"But you didn't say no to her all seven times!" Mandy cried.

Amber sighed. "Why are you just coming to me with this?" she asked.

"Because, I wanted to hear you admit to it..."

"Oh, God..." Amber said. "Should I leave?" she asked.

Mandy looked up at her. "Only if you want to lose me forever," she replied, a smile on her face.

"You're not angry with me?" Amber asked.

Mandy shook her head. "I hooked up with Ben a few times last summer," she admitted. "I guess I'm not so perfect either..."

She crossed her arms. "So...there's no way that baby is, like, a Ben Jr. or something, is there?" Amber asked.

Mandy shook her head. "No," she said. "We used condoms."

Amber nodded. "So...we're, like, four months or something, right?"

"Five," Mandy said. "Oh, God...we need vitamins and stuff!" she cried, flapping her hands.

Amber laughed, her feeling of guilt beginning to melt away. "Yeah, I guess we do..."

"I'll call the doctor," she said. "Wait...it'll have to wait until tomorrow. God, I am so excited though...and so horny..." She gave Amber a look.

"Okay," Amber said. "Missionary both ways, sixty-nine, finger fucking while we watch each other, and to close tonights entertainment, we'll do some tribbing and the strap on. Okay?"

"My God, Amber," Mandy said, putting her arms around her. "You're pretty sexy when you give orders. I'm already wet."

"Come on, then," Amber said, pulling Mandy to the bedroom. When they began to trib half an hour later, they both came as they never had before in their lives. It was comical as they began to bicker over the strap on, and eventually Mandy won.




Sugar and Spice Ch. 03



"Can we raise two kids?" Mandy asked as she began to thrust faster and faster into Amber's pussy.

"Can we?" Amber asked between moans. "Yes. Should we at this point in our lives?" She asked, ending on a moan. "Who the hell knows?"

Mandy laughed. "Okay...focus," she said, beginning to go faster. "Come on, Amber, baby," she said. "Come for me."

"I will! Oh, baby, harder!" she screamed. "Harder, harder...oh, God, yes!" she cried, and Mandy fell on top of her, and began to suck on her breasts and rubbing her clit.

"Wow," Mandy said quietly. "This is bliss..."

Amber smiled. "We each cheated on each other, found out we were pregnant the same night, and had make-up sex. How the fuck is that bliss?" she demanded.

Mandy pulled out of Amber and took off the strap on. "You cheated first," she said quietly.

"Doesn't matter," Amber said. "We're going to teach the kids what I was taught as a child. It's one thing if someone does something mean, but it makes you even worse if you do it back."

"This is not a simple matter of kids bullying each other in a schoolyard," Mandy said, scoffing and getting up off the bed. "Why did you cheat on me?" she demanded.

"A moment of weakness?" Amber asked.

Mandy shook her head. "Try again."

Amber slid off the bed. "I wanted to make sure I was really a lesbian?"

"You cheated with a girl...!"

"Fine! I don't know why, okay?! It happened, you found out about it, and for whatever reason, you still love me! I don't understand that," Amber said. "I don't understand anything."

"Try to understand," Mandy said, putting her hand on Amber's shoulder and squeezing it. "I...oh...ow," she said, feeling her abdomen, which had swelled nicely in the past week. "Ow," she said a little bit louder.

"What is it?" Amber demanded. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, I--" Suddenly, there was a gush of blood running down Mandy's leg. "Oh, God," she said. "Amber call 9-1-1!" she cried, falling to her knees. 

Amber got the phone and dialed. "Yeah, my girlfriend is bleeding," she said into the phone. "Yes, we're a lesbian couple, who the hell cares anyway?!" she demanded. "This is an emergency! She felt some abdominal pain and now she's doubled over! We need an ambulance!" Amber tapped her foot impatiently. "We're at 432 West Maple Avenue," she said. "Please, send the ambulance in a hurry!" she said, hanging up. She put on some jeans and a t-shirt and put an oversized shirt onto Mandy and a ratty old skirt that would be okay to ruin. 

"How long?" Mandy asked.

"About five minutes," she said. "Let's get you to the door..."

They walked to the door, and suddenly EMT's swarmed them. They were taken into the ambulance, and it was suddenly clear that Mandy was in labor. Mandy began to sob wretchedly into her hands, while Amber had to try not to cry and give them what she knew of all of Mandy's medical history.

When they arrived at the hospital, Mandy was taken back while Amber had to fill out several forms. In eight hours, a nurse came to see her, and Amber found herself standing.

"So, your daughter is just fine," she said with a smile on her face. "Your girlfriend was actually full term, so don't worry about a thing."

Amber nodded. "Thank you," she said.

"We're running some tests on her, and Mandy is resting, so feel free to check out the gift shop. We should know more in the hour," she said, and walked off.

Amber found herself making sure that she had her wallet and walked across the way to the gift shop. She found a teddy bear, a pink dress, and a onesie that said, Marry My Mommy on it. She bought all of those, and smiled proudly as she exited the gift shop. Then, across the street, she saw a jewelry store that was called Diamonds 'n' Things, and found herself walking toward it.

She entered the store, and a pleasant-looking old man stood behind the glass case counter. "Good morning," she said.

"Hello, miss," he said. "What's your name?"

"Amber," she replied.

"A lovely name," he said. "I'm Curtis. What can I help you with today?"

"My girlfriend just gave birth to our daughter, and I thought that it would be great to ask her to marry me."

"Say no more," Curtis said. "What's her name?"

"Mandy," Amber said.

"Another lovely name," he said, perusing his case. "Now, what does Mandy like?"

"She just likes diamonds, plain and simple," Amber said.

Curtis nodded, and pulled out a diamond shaped like a heart. "Like this?" he asked.

"That's beautiful, but...it's sort of out of my price range..."

Curtis nodded. "Two?" he asked.

"Thousand?" Amber said. "Sorry, no," she said. "Too much."

Curtis grinned. "No. Hundred."

"Hundred thousand? I can't do that!"

He chuckled. "No. Two hundred. Two hundred dollars."

Amber blinked. "Excuse me?"

"You seem like a nice kid, and I want to help you out. I'm just asking for one thing in return."

"Yes?" she asked.

"I'd like very much to meet Mandy and your daughter after the big day," he said, smiling.

"Oh!" Amber said, letting out a laugh. "That's no problem," she said, and handed over her credit card.

An hour later, Amber went over to the nursery. She saw many little babies, and wondered which one was her daughter. A nurse came up to the door and stuck her head out. "Do you have a baby in here?" she asked.

Amber nodded. "Yes. My girlfriend, Mandy, gave birth to a girl about seven hours ago," she said.

"Of course," the nurse said with a smile. "Would you like to meet your daughter?" she asked.

Amber nodded and entered the room. She put down the baby's gift bag and held out her arms to the most beautiful little girl she'd ever seen. "Did Mandy pick a name?" she asked.

The nurse shook her head. "She gave instructions for you to name her."

"Murphy Rose," she said. "Murphy Rose Spezia-Zucchero," she said proudly.

"That's a lovely name," the nurse said.

"Can you put her in this onesie?" Amber asked.

"Yes, of course," the nurse said, taking Murphy and the onesie away. As Amber took one last look at Murphy, she saw that she had Ben's nose.



Sugar and Spice Ch. 04



Amber didn't tell Mandy of her discovery of Murphy's paternity. Mandy, for the moment, was just pleased that they looked like a proper family. It wasn't easy to go back into the swing of things, though. They would have Murphy in bed by eight, then do schoolwork for three hours, then go to bed, on the weeknights. On weekends and minor holidays, Amber and Mandy would order in, and maybe watch a movie. That is, is Murphy wasn't very hungry, or very wet.

It annoyed Amber that she was stuck taking care of Ben's baby. She didn't even know if he knew that Mandy had been pregnant with his baby. Those three weeks in the hospital, only a week and a half for Mandy, constantly came back to her. She'd given the midwife the onesie, and kept a tight hold on the jewelry box containing the engagement ring, intended for Mandy. It was a daunting experience as the midwife had taken little Murphy Rose away from her, and she'd seen the nose.

It was almost as if she'd been hit by a ton of bricks, or of something of equal force. She just couldn't believe it. Knowing that the cheating had been mutual between them had been one thing, but knowing she was about to ask the woman that she loved to spend the rest of their life together...especially when she'd gotten pregnant by their ex... Amber just couldn't swallow it. 

Thankfully, the classwork kept her busy. She decided to switch her art credit for her final semester from sculpting to acting. The work load wasn't as much, and she'd even been cast in a scene from A Midsummer Night's Dream by Shakespeare. Everyone in the class would groan at his name, but for Amber, who had only heard his name in passing (and having seen the film Shakespeare in Love) decided to give it a go.

She smirked when she read her scene. She would be playing the role of Helena, who was totally hot for this other guy Lysander. The director, a wonderful homosexual man by the name of Andy Withers, decided to have Amber, in the form of Helena, grab Lysander in a fit of passion and kiss him. Delighted, the young man playing Lysander, a law major by the name of Felix, agreed that they should give it a go.

Not wanting to stick out, or be called named (although something told Amber that she wouldn't be judged as much here) agreed. However, Mr. Withers told Felix and Amber not to start the 'kissing bit', as he called it, until a week before performance. That way, he said, they would be so deep in heat and passion that it would seem more real.

Amber smirked and covered her face with her script.

"What?" Felix asked.

Amber pulled her script down and turned red. "Well, I..." She sighed. "I guess I should tell you this," she said, tucking a bit of hair behind her ear and looking away. "I'm bisexual and I live with my girlfriend."

Felix laughed. "Is that all?" He smiled. "Don't worry. I'm gay."

"You're...what?!" Amber cried.

Felix nodded. "Yeah. It's fine, really. I live with my partner Victor. He's just the best. We met our junior year of high school."

"How did you know?" Amber asked. "Like, when did you find out?"

He shrugged. "When I was five, I guess. I always had a thing for Barbie dolls or something, I don't know. Why? When did you find out?"

Amber sighed. "The summer after my senior year of high school," she admitted. "It was...pretty surprising, actually. And it all happened so fast that I..."

"What?" Felix asked.

Amber looked around. Everyone else had emptied off into separate the practice rooms, which were provided, leaving them alone in the theater. "I cheated on my girlfriend earlier this year," she said.

"Wow," Felix said.

"Do you think I'm a bad person?" Amber asked. Part of her wanted him to say that she was, but he ended up surprising her.

"No," he replied. "You're not a bad person. There's probably just something in your relationship that needs to be resolved."

"Well, I can tell you right now, that's not going to happen for another nineteen years," she said darkly.

Felix chuckled. "I didn't want to say anything... Are you pregnant?" he asked kindly.

Amber nodded. "Yes," she said. "I'm about six months now."

"But...you've got that 'I'm so tired 24/7' look. What's going on?"

"Oh, um...Mandy just had a baby."

"Both of you were pregnant?" Felix asked.

Amber nodded a second time. "Yes."

"Boy? Girl?"

"Girl. Her name is Murphy Rose Spezia-Zucchero," Amber said.

Felix grinned. "That's a great name... But what's the problem?"

"Well, we decided that I would be the one to get inseminated, but Mandy got herself knocked up over the summer...by our ex-boyfriend..."

"Your ex-boyfriend?"

"Yeah. We dated the same guy...he cheated on me with her..."

"Now, that is complicated," Felix said. "And I was all psyched because I was getting to fake kiss a girl for the first time..."

"Fake kiss?" Amber demanded sarcastically. "I don't fake kiss."

"Yes, but it'll be fake for us," Felix replied.

Amber left her acting class that day with half her lines memorized, a new friend, and a dinner invitation. Amber arrived at the condo, which was a late Christmas present from Mandy's parents, but the tenants hadn't moved out until three weeks ago, at around four o'clock. 

Felix and his partner Victor lived off campus, too, and Felix said he'd be delighted to have Amber, Mandy, and little Murphy over for dinner sometime in the next week. He and Victor entertained a lot, he'd just have to check with him for a good date. Victor, from what Felix had told her, was twenty-three, and was working at his father's hospital nearby. They also had a son, who was conceived in a surrogate mother, named Nathan, who was four.

When she got home, she excitedly shared the news with Mandy and Murphy, who were online looking at baby clothes. Mandy grinned and kissed Amber on the cheek, happy that she'd made a friend.

A week later, they all arrived at Felix and Victor's upscale apartment and knocked on the massive door. Felix answered it and grinned at the three of them. "Hello, my acting partner!" he said, embracing Amber. "And this must be Mandy and Murphy," he cried. "Mandy, you're just as gorgeous as Amber said you were, totally Grace Kelly gone brunette all the way! And Murphy, aren't you adorable! We need to call our connections at Calvin Klein and/or Gerber! I see a child model!"

Victor appeared in the doorway behind Felix and draped his arm casually around him. "Oh, Felix," he said, playfully shaking his head with a smile on his face. "Did he tell you about sending Murphy to Calvin Klein or Gerber?" he asked.

Amber and Mandy nodded.

"Oh, Felix!" he said, kissing him on the cheek. "Come on in," he said, making way for them. "There's hors d' oeuvres on the table. Nothing fancy, just cheese and crackers and mineral water. Felix, help me take their coats, please!" he reprimanded gently. "And there's Nathan practicing his yoga. I must admit, I haven't known another four year old to do that. Sweetie, come say hello to Amber, Mandy and Murphy!"

Nathan instantly listened to Victor and came over to them. "Hi," he said, a large grin on his face. "Murphy's really small!" he said.

Amber giggled and looked at Mandy.

"Yes, she is," Mandy replied. "She was actually born about two months early. It's a medical miracle that she survived."

"Wow," said Nathan, clearly interested. "Is she okay now?"

"Yes, she's okay now," Mandy said.

Nathan shuffled from foot to foot, clearly wanting to ask more. "May I hold her, please, Mandy?" he asked. 

Mandy looked at Felix and Victor, who gave her a, It's your call, look. She looked again at Nathan, his little face wishing for a yes. "Of course," she said, grinning down at the boy. "You just have to sit back on the couch and be very gentle."

"I can do that!" Nathan said, hopping across the room to the totally retro black leather couch and sitting in the left corner. 

Amber went to the couch and sat beside him. She put two pillows around him and watched as Mandy handed over Murphy, who seemed perfectly content with the world around her.

"Support her head," Mandy instructed. "If you're careful, you can rock slowly back and forth. She might fall asleep."

Nathan did as he was told, a small smile creeping onto his face. "She's beautiful," he said. 

"Shall we have dinner?" Felix asked, coming out of the kitchen then. "I've just checked, and everything is cooked to perfection. Shall we eat?" he asked, taking off his apron with the words Kiss the Cook written on it in an amusing font.

"Sounds good," Mandy said, taking Amber by the hand.

"Will he be okay?" Amber asked Felix, nodding at Nathan and Murphy.

Felix nodded. "Yes. He's good with everyone. My sister had a daughter about Murphy's age and he's always great with her. Besides, we can spy on them from the dining room."

"Everything will be all right," Victor reassured them, leading the way into the dining room.

As Amber and Mandy turned around, they smiled at the scene before them in the living room. Nathan was whispering sweetly to Murphy. Then, just as they were about to turn around, he said, "Someday, I'm going to marry you."

Back at home later that night, Murphy went to bed after having a bottle without so much as a peep. Amber pulled Mandy into their bedroom and shut the door. She undressed her hurriedly and then herself, before she pushed her onto the bed, and began to rub herself all over her. "God, I am so wet," she whispered. "I want you to make me come, Mandy..."

Mandy grinned. She reached into her bedside table drawer for her strap on and put it on. She turned Amber over and entered her from behind. "Have you ever done it like this?" she asked, gleefully watching Amber's pussy becoming wetter and wetter with every thrust.

Amber thought of the first time she and Gabrielle had made love. She bit her lip on her positive reply. She simply shook her head as Mandy began thrusting so hard and so fast, that she made her come in under a minute.

The next seven weeks passed without a hitch. Amber went to her acting class and bonded further with Felix, and even managed to impress Mr. Withers enough for him to ask her to assistant direct the spring musical, Wicked. It made Amber sad to decline, because she said, as she was pregnant, she wouldn't be able to fit it into her schedule.

Amber came home on a day in mid-May. She heard Mandy in the nursery, softly singing a lullaby to Murphy, who was due for her late afternoon half hour nap. Amber put down her things and went in to see them.

Mandy grinned when she saw her. "Can you take over?" she whispered as Amber took off her coat. "I need to give her the bottle before I put her down," she said.

Amber nodded and took Murphy in her arms. She gave Mandy a quick kiss as she went into the kitchen to get the bottle. "Hey, sweetie," Amber whispered to Murphy. "You're gonna meet some new people. Only Mommy number one doesn't know about it yet. Mommy number two is going to tell her later, okay?" She kissed Murphy on her forehead just as Mandy came back, holding the bottle. 

Amber handed her over and went into their large bedroom at the back of the house. She dug in the closet where she found the jewelry box, and the onesie she'd taken back from the midwife, in favor of the, I'm So Cute one, which had quickly become a favorite with their daughter. She decided to get Murphy up herself, change her into the onesie, have a talk with Mandy, and then propose to her. She just had to think of a way to...

"Mandy!" Amber called quietly as Mandy shut the door of the nursery. She quickly put the things back into the closet and took off her sweater, jeans, socks, and shirt. She lay on the bed in her bra and panties, and awaited her lover. "Hey," she said coyly.

"What's this?" Mandy asked.

"Well," Amber said, standing up, "I thought we've been working so hard we need to have a little fun." She shut the door and flicked on the baby monitor. She then pulled Mandy towards the bed, the sly smile still on her face. "Come on," she said. "It'll be fun." She began to slowly undress Mandy, until she was completely naked. Then she playfully pushed her onto the bed, and spread her legs apart. "You need to get off...and you're already wet!" she accused playfully. She leaned forward then and began to lap greedily at Mandy's clit.

Mandy soon began to wriggle and squirm. "Oh, God...!" she said in what was a cross between a whisper, a gasp, and a moan.

"Yes," Amber said. "You like it when I lick your pussy, don't you?" she said, a giggle escaping her lips as she began to lick harder and faster. "I want you to say it," she whispered against Mandy's pussy lips. "I want you to say that you love it when I lick your pussy."

Mandy responded by bucking her hips back and forth. "Y-yes!" she cried, grabbing ahold of Amber's hair as gently as she could. She pulled as hard as she could without hurting Amber and yanked her closer to her pussy. "I want you to finger me!" she cried. "Finger me and make me come!" she screamed then, forgetting about Murphy in the next room.

Amber did as she was told and stuck two fingers into Mandy's pussy, now dripping wet. "Do you like that?" she asked. "Do you like it when I finger you, Mandy?"

"Oh, God, yes!" she cried.

Then Murphy started screaming from the nursery. Amber's fingers whipped out of Mandy and held her down.

"I'm not going to just let her scream!" Mandy said, her eyes defiant. "She's too young for that, and you know it!"

"I'm not saying that at all," Amber said, pushing Mandy back into bed. "All I'm saying is just lie back and relax. I'm her mother, too. I'll take care of her, okay? You take a shower, then take a nap. When she's calm again, I'll come in and join you before dinner, okay?" Amber grinned down at Mandy and wiggled her index finger at her. "Maybe someone will get lucky and actually orgasm this time."

Mandy smile melted onto her face like a ray of sunshine on a perfect summer day. She put her arms around Amber and kissed her passionately on the mouth. "Okay," she said, getting up and crossing daintily to the bathroom. "I'll take a shower, ma'am. Then, you'd better get back here as soon as Murphy stops crying and goes back to sleep." She let out another giggle before stepping completely into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.

Amber let out a quick sigh and took a sanitation wipe out from their dresser and wiped her hands with it, so they smelled fresh and not like Mandy's pussy. She then crossed to the closet just as she heard the shower turning on, and imagined all of Mandy dripping wet and not just her pussy. She pictured her lover pleasuring herself in the shower, her finger moving in a circular motion on her clit as she brought herself to a full orgasm, for the eleventh time this week, no doubt. 

She nibbled her bottom lip and got out the onesie and the jewel box from the closet and slipped on one of her over sized t-shirt. She then left the room to check on Murphy, but was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. She went into the nursery, got the now calm Murphy, set aside the onesie and the box in the nursery closet before going through the living room and towards the front door.

She looked through the peephole, but had to turn on the light to see who it really was. She doubled back when she saw it was Ben. Curse words rang in her mind as she stamped her foot, but allowed herself to open the door to him, anyway.

"What?" she demanded, and her anger rose when she saw a suitcase and his small duffle bag with his initials in a stupid curly font.

"Amber?" Ben asked, narrowing his eyes. "Wow. You haven't changed a bit!" he said, immediately putting his arms around her and giving her a massive bear hug.

"What do you want?" Amber cried, pulling away, and quickly bouncing Murphy so as not to upset her.

"I want to see my kid," Ben said, entering the condo without permission and setting his bags down in the hall. 

"What kid?" Amber said, trying to play dumb. She could still hear the shower running, so she knew she had some time.

"Um, Murphy?" he asked, reaching out and taking the child out of Amber's loving and secure arms. "Hey, girl! Daddy's here! Yes, he is! Oh, yes, yes, yes, he is!"

Amber crossed the arms and resisted the urge of hitting him in the balls. "I would appreciate it if you don't talk to my daughter as you would a dog," she said through gritted teeth.

Ben narrowed his eyes at her. "She isn't your daughter, Amber," he said, as if he was speaking to a small child. "The only way she could be is if you and Mandy were married and if you'd adopted her. But, you don't have my permission as the birth father to do so, now do you? So back off, you lesbo, and let me spend time with my kid!"

The words hit Amber so hard that she nearly staggered back. She lowered her eyes so that Ben couldn't see them filling with tears. "Fine," she said submissively, and took another step back. Her knees began to shake, and she instantly felt as if she'd wet her pants. Struggling to keep calm, she said, "Why don't you go into the living room? I'll go tell Mandy that you're here." She crossed to their bedroom, where she could still hear the shower. She pulled on her most comfortable sweat pants, and put on a pair of sandals and a sweatshirt. She scrawled a quick note to Mandy, saying: I'm in labor. Ben is in the living room with Murphy. I don't know if I'll be back. Then, she grabbed the duffle that had been ready for the past month and went out the side door, located in the office. She ran up the street, to Felix's, and dialed his number.

"Felix!" she cried.

"What's going on?" he asked, immediately concerned.

"I'm in labor!" she gasped. "My water broke..."

"I'm on it," he said. "Where are you?"

"Third," she said.

"I was just driving home from that convention I told you about. I'm on Fourth. I'll be right there."

She saw Felix's Mercedes pull around the corner then as she hung up her phone and ran toward the car. "God, this hurts!" she cried.

"You look terrible," Felix said as he began to drive. "What's going on?"

Amber shut her eyes. "He showed up."

"No!" Felix cried. "Not...Murphy's sperm?"

"The one and only," she said darkly. "Oh!" she cried, and gripped Felix's free hand. "Damn contraction...I hate this!"

"Breathe," Felix ordered. 

"How's...Victor and Nathan?" she asked. "They doing good?"

"They're fine," Felix said. "They're spending time with Aunt Lucy today. You know...my sister with my niece Grace?"

"Yes, of course," Amber said, tensing up with another contraction. "I know, of course I know."

They pulled into the hospital parking lot and parked the car. 

"We have to say I'm your brother or something, or they won't let me back in with you," Felix said.

Amber laughed out loud. "Yay...I've always wanted an older brother. My younger one sucks."

Felix got a wheelchair and wheeled Amber inside the hospital. "Woman in labor!" he cried.

Nurses and doctors immediately surrounded them.

"How old are you?"

"I'm twenty," she said, beginning to pant from the pain.

"What's your name?"

"Amber Zucchero," she said.

"How far along are you?"

"I'm three weeks early," Amber cried, crossing her legs in another wave of pain. "Oh...God!" she screamed.

"Who are you?" a nurse asked Felix.

"I'm her brother," he said. When they looked at him skeptically, he said, "I have a different mother."

They shrugged and wheeled Amber back, Felix sprinting to keep up. They got her into a room, where they administered an epidural with her profuse permission. Amber literally fell back on the table, gasping in pain. She didn't know what was happening, especially when everything started going completely fuzzy. She saw Felix holding her hand, telling her to breathe, and a doctor going between her legs.

"She's nine centimeters," the doctor said. "It'll be any time now."




Sugar and Spice Ch. 04



Amber then heard someone screaming, and felt as if something was being ripped from her.

The doctor looked down in between her legs again, and gasped. "It's coming," he said. "You're doing good, Amber. Push."

"Amber, push!" Felix cried.

From where Amber knew not, something was gripping onto Felix's hand, and she heard a groan, and something coming out of her. She then felt everything, and let out a scream.

"It's out!" the doctor said. "We've got a baby boy!"

"Amber, it's a boy!" Felix cried, and Amber found herself gazing at the most shockingly beautiful baby she's ever seen, maybe even more beautiful than Murphy. She gasped, and the doctors weighed him and cleaned him, before wrapping him up in the traditional blue blanket and little blue cap and putting him in Amber's arms.

"Oh, my God," she whispered, looking down at him. "He's so perfect," she said, looking up at Felix and grinning. 

"What's his name?" Felix asked, reaching out and touching his head.

Amber sighed. She had no idea. "Ethan," she said, kissing him on the forehead and grinning. "This is Ethan Gregory Zucchero," she said, pulling him a bit closer to her. "God... I am so glad Ben isn't here..."

"What happened with him? Besides him showing up uninvited..."

"By me!" Amber cried. "I don't know if Mandy invited him or what. But...he called me a lesbo...and said that Murphy wasn't my daughter... Part of me wonders if he knew that I picked the name, he wouldn't have even called her that..."

"That man is an asshole," Felix said. "God, I'm so sorry."

Amber shrugged. "Well, if Mandy wants him in her life, then she obviously doesn't want me in her life," she said simply.

"Well, we have a guest bedroom that is yours," she heard from the doorway.

She looked up. "Victor!" she cried. "Nathan!"

Nathan bounded up to the bed, a grin on his face. "Who's this?" he asked in his inquisitive voice.

"This is Ethan," said Amber. "And are you serious, Victor?"

Victor nodded. "Of course. You can crash as long as you need to, rent-free."

"Rent-free?" Amber cried. "Why...?"

"Because you're our friend?" Felix said, grinning. "Besides, we've all been there. Victor and I separated for six months right after Nathan turned two."

"Oh, gosh," Amber said.

"No big deal," Victor said. "We resolved it, and now we're happy."

"Good," Amber said. "But...I don't know what to do about Mandy. I still love her, but..."

"Do you want to call her?" Victor asked.

Amber sighed. "I'm afraid Ben will answer."

"That jerk's back in the picture?" he demanded.

Amber nodded. "I'm afraid so."

"I could call her," Felix said.

"Would you do that for me?" Amber asked.

"Yes," Felix said, taking out his phone. He dialed Mandy's number. "Should I tell her everything?" he whispered.

She shrugged. "Might as well..."

"Hey, Mandy, it's Felix. Yes, she's right here. Yes, she's fine. She's with me, and Victor, and Nathan, and Ethan. Ethan is her son. I know she didn't tell you. Yes, we know that Ben is visiting." Felix tapped his foot. "It's just not that simple, Mandy. She's going to crash with us for a few days. Yeah, uh-huh, she'll call you then."

"How is she?" Amber asked after he hung up.

"So-so," he replied. "Concerned for you, I guess."

Amber nodded. "Okay."

"So what are you going to do?" Victor asked.

Amber looked up. "I'm going to take it one day at a time..."

Two weeks later, Amber was completely recovered physically from the birth. Emotionally, she'd need another few days. One night, Felix wanted to take everyone to an early dinner, but Amber opted to stay home. Felix stayed with her, and Victor took Nathan out by himself.

She then decided to take Ethan for a walk in the park, and Felix agreed to tag along. It was still in the mid-sixties in temperature, so a little sweater and a hat would be perfect for Ethan on that day.

As they walked, she sniffed the air and smelled hot dogs. Felix left her side while she made little circles to appease Ethan, and heard the sound of someone following her. She turned around, and was shocked to see Ben standing there. 

"Well, what do you want?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"I want my son," he said.

"This is my son, dammit!" Amber said. "I got pregnant with Ethan by artificial insemination. You have no parental claim against this child whatsoever. Now, please leave me alone."

"No filthy lesbo is going to raise that baby!" he cried, and made a grab for the carriage. 

"Ben, stop!" she screamed, trying to get it back.

Ben knocked her down just as Felix was rushing towards them. "Oh, you're the filthy homo!" Ben said, knocking Felix down as well.

In the mean time, Amber had quickly recovered and made a grab for the carriage, and began to run.

"Get back here!" Ben screamed, running after her.

"Help!" she yelled through the park. "Someone help me!" She ran across the street, exiting the park. From behind her, she heard a car horn and a slamming noise, and turned around after she'd gotten safely to the other side of the street.

"Are you all right?" Felix asked, making his way through the crowd that was gathering to her.

"I'm fine," she said. "Did Ben...?"

"Get hit? Yes."

"How is he?"

"It looked like both his legs were broken..."

Amber covered her mouth. "Oh, God... Who hit him?"

"No idea..."

Amber sighed. There was a bench nearby and she fell into it. Felix wheeled Ethan over and sat down next to her.

"Are you all right?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. I thought... I thought he was going to take Ethan away from me." She looked down at her son, his dark blue eyes, his raven hair. He was every inch a beautiful child. "I just...I love him so much ...I guess I never thought about what I would do if something happened to me..." She took out her phone and dialed Mandy's number.

"Hello?" 

"Mandy, it's me. It's Amber."

"Hey," she said. "How's...Ethan?"

"He's doing well, thanks. Um...Ben tried to take him today...and he got run over by a car... Felix thinks he may be paralyzed..."

"Oh, God..."

"Yeah. Listen...we need to get together for coffee or something..."

"Why?" Mandy asked.

Amber smiled a little sadly. "Because...I just realized how potentially short life can be today. I need to discuss the rest of my life with someone very important to me."

"I'm free next Thursday at four. You could come by the condo, and I can make us drinks?"

"I'm breastfeeding," Amber replied. "You think you could make them non-alcoholic?"

"I can," Mandy replied, and Amber could hear the smile in her voice.

"I'll see you then?" she asked.

"See you then," Mandy said, and hung up.

As she put her phone away, Amber could just see herself licking Mandy's pussy, with the ring on her finger, as both of their children slept down the hall in the nursery.



Sugar and Spice Ch. 05



Amber walked down the rainy sidewalk by herself. It had been a month since Ben's accident and since she'd last spoken with Mandy. She didn't know what to do. With Ethan at home with Felix, Victor, and little Nathan, she was free to get to her job on time. She'd started to work part time at a little cafe near Felix and Victor's apartment. The hours weren't demanding, just three times a week: Friday night, and Saturday and Sunday afternoons, and they payed her eleven dollars an hour, because she'd become friendly with the owner.

As she turned the corner, she could now see the place across the rainy street. Looking quickly both ways, she crossed quickly, and went around back to the side door. She shook off her umbrella before going inside, and gave a smile to Cecily, the owner who would check up on the other two waitresses, and the cook.

"Right on time," she said. "I was just about to go over the books. You're doing really well," Cecily said flirtatiously. 

Amber smiled. "Thank you," she said, putting her umbrella in the stand and hanging up her coat in the closet. She took her work shoes out of her purse and removed her boots, putting them with her coat. As she put them on, she went on, "I really appreciate the wage. With my little boy and everything...well, it's very nice of you."

"Of course," Cecily said, squeezing Amber's arm for a moment. She brushed her shoulder and cheek when she was sure that nobody was looking at them. "Do you have time for a drink after work?"

Amber hesitated as she tied her apron into place. She picked up her notepad and tied her hair back with a pen as she thought about it. She loved the idea, but since she was breast feeding Ethan, she wasn't completely sure that she should be drinking. "I breast feed," she whispered, hardly knowing what she was doing.

Cecily smiled. She was a beautiful woman of about thirty, with flaming red hair, creamy skin, and kind brown eyes. She always dressed stylishly for work, and tonight was no exception. She was wearing a long-sleeved white blouse, a black mini-skirt, black tights, and black Prada boots. She tossed her hair as Amber kept considering, revealing sapphire earrings and a pearl necklace, which complimented her pale skin. "My sister has children," she said with another smile. "We researched together what was and wasn't allowed during and after pregnancy. You're allowed to drink, but nothing hard, so stay away from mixed drinks like tequila or a margarita. But, half a glass or two of merlot won't hurt you. That much I know..." She looked at Amber from under her eyelashes, and batted them.

"I'll have to see with my friends," Amber said, giving her a smile and crossing over to the cook, Oliver. "You need me for anything?" she asked, standing on her toes so he could see her.

He smiled and shook his head. "We're fine," he called back. "Go and make sure people are seated and everything."

Amber nodded and stepped out into the restaurant. She looked around, and saw a couple with a little girl waiting to be seated. Leah and Sophie, the other waitresses, were busy bringing food or taking an order, and the hostess had weekends off, so it was up to her. She smiled at them and crossed to the front of the restaurant. "Hello," she said, giving a special smile to the little girl. "Three?" she asked.

The man nodded. "For now," he said. "We're expecting my cousin and his girlfriend. They should be here in ten minutes or so."

Amber nodded. "All right," she said, taking out five menus which said Blackbird Cafe in pretty black font. "Would you prefer a table or a booth, sir?" she asked.

"A booth, please," said his wife; she had blonde hair curled into ringlets, and their daughter was just the same. 

"Right this way, please," Amber replied, and turned around to lead them into the section with larger booths, which were circular.

Their daughter bounced ahead of her parents. "Hi," she said cheerfully to Amber.

Delighted at the friendliness, Amber smiled down at her. "Hello," she replied politely.

"I'm Joanna," she said, letting out a giggle. "It was my birthday last week," she went on. "I'm six."

Amber giggled. "I remember being six," she said. "I got a princess party and I got a lot of coloring books. What did you do?"

"I had a mermaid fairy princess party," Joanna said. "Everyone dressed up as a mermaid, fairy, or princess. I went as all of them. And my daddy took us to the zoo, and we had a picnic and pony rides."

"It sounds like you had a fun day," said Amber, finally getting them to their table. "This is where you'll be sitting, Princess Joanna," she said, giving her a kind smile.

"What's your name?" Joanna asked as she sat down.

Joanna's parents gave her an apologetic look, to which Amber smiled, letting them know that she didn't mind.

"I'm Amber," she replied.

"Do you have a little girl, too?" Joanna asked.

Amber then remembered Murphy, snatched away from her so soon. She struggled to keep calm, and smiled down at the little girl. "No," she said. "I do have a little boy. His name is Ethan."

"Do you have a picture?" she asked.

Even Joanna's parents looked interested as she took out the photo. It wasn't a real one, just a picture on her phone. "That's him," she said, smiling proudly at the beautiful baby, with blue eyes and brown hair. "He's only about a month old now, but he's getting big."

"He's pretty," giggled Joanna as Amber handed them their menus.

"Do you need more time, or should I get some drinks started?" she asked, once again in waitress-mode.

"I'd like orange juice, please," said Joanna.

Amber nodded. "I'll bring you a pretty cup," she promised. "And for you two?" she asked, turning to her new friends' parents.

"I'll have a scotch," said Joanna's father. "And what about you, honey?" he asked his wife.

"I'll have a chardonnay," she replied.

Amber nodded. "I'll need to see your I.D.'s," she said. Three minutes later, she was in the back getting all of their drinks. Their I.D.'s had checked out, and now the other waitresses were on break. She felt a presence behind her, and Cecily wrapped her arms around her waist. 

She put her head on Amber's shoulder and whispered, "Have you talked to your friends yet?"

"On my break," she said, tensing up as Cecily reached up to caress her breasts. "Um...what are you doing...?"

"Shh," Cecily whispered, turning her around and kissing her. "If we had time, I'd break those damned glasses you were filling, throw you onto the counter, spread your legs and lick your pussy right here," she said quietly to Amber. "But," she said, leaning in an caressing her neck with her lips, "I know as well as you do that you have a job to do. Until later...hopefully," she added and slipped back into her office.

Amber fixed her hair and her shirt and returned out to deliver the drinks. It was a little ways to that part of the restaurant, so she didn't hear talking right away when she rounded the bend, she saw that the other members of their party had joined them. Then...she saw Mandy and Ben sitting together, the ring she'd bought for Mandy all those months ago on her ring finger of her left hand. 

"When did you propose?" asked Jasper, who now turned out to be Ben's own cousin.

"He did it about three weeks ago," came Mandy's voice, slightly softer and more girly since Amber had known her.

"We wanted to tell you in person," Ben said.

"And where is Murphy?" asked Daisy, Joanna's mother.

"Unusual name, too," said Jasper. "Where'd you come up with that?"

"A friend of mine came up with it," replied Mandy. "She was in my life for a while, and then she was gone. She didn't mean much to me, anyway," she went on, and all of the table broke out in laughter.

Before any of them could see her coming, she raced back to the kitchen. It was a moment later that she got Serena, the other waitress who was always late to work, to cover for her. She called Felix and left him a voice mail, saying she'd be late that night. Then she went to Cecily's office and knocked.

"Come in," came her voice.

Amber opened the door and closed and locked it behind her. "I'm not much for fucking in the kitchen," she said, pulling down the office doors' curtain, "but if it's in an office, then I say, who's licking first?"

Cecily gave her employee a coy smile and beckoned to her. "I was pleasuring myself to you before you came in," she said quietly. She pulled at Amber so as she sat in her lap and began to unbutton her blouse. "What made you change your mind?"

"My...ex is out there," she said, and leaned in to kiss Cecily.

Cecily pulled away. "You mean Mandy?" she asked.

Amber nodded.

"The one who's been avoiding you for a month?"

Amber nodded a second time.

"What's she doing there?" Cecily wanted to know.

"Celebrating her engagement to Ben," Amber said, feeling her eyes filling up with tears.

"I thought Ben wasn't going to walk again...and how'd he managed not to get arrested for attempted kidnapping?"

"Remember...Mandy's dad is a chief of police...he must've pulled some strings or something..."

"That's right," Cecily said. "But that doesn't explain him walking..."

"Medical treatment works wonders now..." Amber said brokenly, and pulled Cecily's shirt off. She began sucking at her boss' nipples, aroused by how large she was able to make them grow. "Fuck Mandy," she said, and began to suck again. "Serena's covering for me...let's do this," she whispered, biting all over Cecily's skin. "Your skin is fantastic," she said, awestruck at its beauty.

Cecily grinned. "I've always liked young girls," she said. "I love fucking older teenagers..."

"But I'm over twenty," Amber said, pulling away. If that was the case, Amber would have come in here for nothing, and she'd feel really stupid if she had to work with a drenched pussy.

Cecily pulled Amber towards her and kissed her again, this time allowing their tongues some mingle time. "I know how old you are," she said gently to her. "And I think it's wonderful, really." She reached in between Amber's legs and felt the wetness of her pussy; her panties were drenched, and she felt herself bucking to Cecily's fingers as she arched her spine and threw her head back.

"God!" she cried, and quickly covered her hands.

Cecily chuckled. "The room is sound proof," she said.

Amber nodded and began nibbling along Cecily's flesh. She didn't know what else to do. Sure, she was attracted to Cecily, but did she really love her? Of course not. And Cecily didn't love her either. This was just a moment where physical attraction alone was determining a physical act between two consenting adults. It didn't matter. It may feel good, but they weren't in love, and it would never feel as good as it would if you were with someone that you're crazy about.

Soon, Cecily had Amber lying halfway on the desk and standing up the rest of the way. When she entered her from behind with her strap on, Amber automatically let out a groan, and felt her knees tensing at the physical pleasure of the artificial cock in her pussy. But, again, physical attraction without the emotional one dulled the experience for her. Again, it was all incredible physically, but...it just wasn't the same. It wasn't the same as Mandy, and it would never be the same.

Even as Cecily pulled in and out, bringing Amber closer and closer to an orgasm, Amber felt empty. All she could think about was Mandy, and about the first time they'd made love. The rose petals on her bed, the special preparing she'd gone through: the bathing, the soaps, the various lotions applied to her to make her as pure for Mandy as possible. The sexy outfit she'd picked out for herself, and how nicely it had set of her amazing Double-D breasts, not ruined at all by breastfeeding.

As her mind took her on this journey, she felt herself cry out as Cecily made her come for the first time. She slumped against the desk, tears running down her face, and as her body wracked with sobs. She forced herself up, however, and threw her arms around Cecily, and forced the cock back inside her. She needed another orgasm to forget this sadness dwelling within her. She knew she had to find a way to be happy for Mandy, and for the choice she was making. 

Although it may be better, in the long-term, she thought, for Murphy to have both of her parents married, she just wasn't sure. She'd been with Mandy since the birth, and had been the good wife and gotten gifts for little Murphy. She felt betrayed by it all, and her knees went weak as she collapsed into another orgasm inflicted by Cecily.

She then went through the motions of taking Cecily and playfully throwing her onto the desk, and of licking Cecily's pussy until she came. Despite the good job she was doing, her heart just wasn't in it anymore. Cecily made it clear that there was no sense going out for a drink now, and Amber nodded mechanically, beyond caring. She sprayed some body spray on herself and put her clothes back on before stepping out of the office, mentally and physically drained.

Serena told her about the couple who was engaged, and Amber smiled and listened, but only halfway.

"Ben's the guy and he's crazy hot," she gushed as she served some soup for their table. "He's just got this new job, and he's going away for a week and he leaves tomorrow. He'll be going to Tokyo, and his cousins are going with him."

"What about the woman?" Amber asked. "The one he's marrying. Isn't she going with him?"

Serena shook her head, loading the soups and salad onto the tray. "No, she's in school right now," she said. "She has to take some exam or something, and she'll be joining him on the next trip, which will be their honeymoon," she said before stepping outside.

Amber knew what she had to do. She told Oliver to tell Cecily that she needed some time off, and gathered her things before stepping out into the night.

Back at the apartment, both Nathan and Ethan were in bed, and Felix and Victor were indulging in some port. They offered Amber a glass, and she gladly took it. 

"You look like a wreck," Felix said, squeezing her shoulder. "What's going on with you?"

"Yeah, sweetheart, what is it?" Victor asked.

Amber sighed, beginning to cry again. "Mandy and Ben are getting married," she sobbed. "And...I fucked Cecily..."

"Why would she even marry him?!" Felix cried. "He tried to take Ethan from you! Why would she...?!" Felix took a long drink of his port and looked away, angry.

Victor shot Amber a grin. "But your boss..." He said, nodding at her in approval. "...good for you."

"I shouldn't be congratulated, I should be punished!" Amber said as loud as she could without waking the children. "I'm in love with Mandy, and that asshole Ben is going to take her away from me forever!"

"Isn't there anything you can do?" Felix asked.

Amber nodded. "Sure. I just have a week..."

"They're getting married in a week?" Victor asked.

She shook her head. "No. Ben's got this hot-shot new job and he's going to Tokyo for a week. Mandy and Murphy will not be joining him..."

"Well, you've got to do something," Victor said. "But...we'll help you," he said instantly.

"Really?" Amber replied.

Felix nodded and hugged her. "You're our friend, sweetie. Of course we'll do everything we can."

"Okay," Amber said. "What do we do?"

"You tell her the truth," Victor said simply. "Tell her about what happened with Ben, and she'll come around."

Amber sighed. "Not quite..."

"What?" Victor asked.

"She thinks the ring she's wearing was bought by Ben..."

"And wasn't it?" Victor wanted to know.

Amber shook her head. "Nope," she said. "It's the one I got her."

"No!" Felix cried, his hands flying to his mouth dramatically. "I don't believe he would do something like that!"

"Believe it, honey," Amber said, resting her head into her hands. "I have no idea what to do..."

"You tell the truth," Victor said. "Do it tomorrow after Ben leaves."

Amber made her way over to the apartment just after Ben left. She could see Mandy playing with Murphy, and walked up to the door and rang it just once. She held Ethan tightly in her arms, not wanting to ever almost lose him again.

Mandy opened the door, her face showing shock at seeing Amber and Ethan on her threshold. "Hi," she said.

"May we come in?" Amber asked.

Mandy nodded. "Sure," she said.

"Thanks." Amber walked in and looked around. Everything looked the same, but it smelled like bad shampoo and too much cologne. She went to the living room and set Ethan down against a chair, and Mandy released Murphy so as they could play.

"How've you been?" Mandy asked, keeping a firm watch on Murphy while talking to Amber.

"Fine," she said. "Where did he get the ring?" Amber said, not wishing to beat around the bush.

"Ben," she said shortly.

Amber shook her head. "No. That's a ring that I bought on the day that Murphy was born. I bought it, and a onesie that said, 'Will You Marry My Mommy?' in purple curly letters. I bought it from a man named Curtis who worked at the jewelry across the street from the hospital. And Ben tried to take Ethan away from me by insisting that he was his son. But he's not, Mandy, he's not. He's the sperm donar's kid, I swear. I love you...and I wanna marry you, and I want to raise Ethan and Murphy as the brother and sister they were intended to be."

Mandy looked at her in shock. "I--I don't--"

Amber stood up. She took Mandy in her arms. "Marry me," she whispered to her. "I'm sure now. I don't want anyone else, I just want you and Murphy and Ethan. I just want us again, Mandy, please. You do love me, don't you?" she asked.

Mandy sighed. "More than anything," she whispered.

"Why did you say 'yes' to Ben, anyway?"

She sat down. "After his accident, Dad used his ties to get him out of a prison sentence, and a trial. He also top medical attention. Then, I felt a little sorry for him, and he said he loved me..."

Amber nodded. "I know. He called me a 'lesbo' that night when I had Ethan. It was such a shock that that's why I left so soon. I was in labor, Mandy, and I needed to go."

"You're not going anywhere now, are you?"

Amber shook her head. "I'm not going anywhere. But Ben should, and only to Tokyo if they'll lock him up."

"I couldn't agree more," Mandy said, and called her father. "Dad?" she said into the phone. "It's me. I was wrong. You've got to arrest Ben, Daddy. I know what I said, but he's dangerous, I swear. Thanks...thank you so much, Daddy!" she said, and hung up. "They'll take a jet to Japan and beat them there so they can arrest him."

Amber smiled and threw her arms around Mandy. "God, I love you so much," she said.

"I love you, too," Mandy said, and kissed her with the most passion than humanly possible.

Five years later

"Murphy!" called Mandy, running outside after her. "Don't forget your lunch!" she cried.

Murphy ran back to Mandy and took her lunch box. "Thanks, Mommy," she said, allowing Mandy to kiss her on the cheek.

"Wait a minute," said Amber, rushing out of the house. "I want a kiss goodbye too, sweetie."

"Okay, Mommy," Murphy said, and kissed Amber.

"Now, I want you to keep an eye on Ethan," she said, giving Murphy a smile. "I know you'll be on the bus together and you've got class together, but you know it's a big school. I want you to stay together. Hold hands, the both of you, okay?"

"Yes, Mommies!" Murphy and Ethan said together as they skipped happily to the school bus.

As the bus pulled away, tears entered Amber's and Mandy's eyes. They gripped each other's hands as they turned around and walked back into the house. 

"Planner check," said Mandy.

Amber crossed to their massive calendar and checked it out. "We've got a get together with Felix, Victor, Nathan, and Joel. We're inviting little Theresa to their family, remember? It seems like just yesterday we were meeting Joel. Thankfully he starts preschool today..."




Sugar and Spice Ch. 05



"Anything else?" Mandy asked, coming up behind Amber and putting her arms around her waist.

"The first PTA meeting is on the seventeenth. We should be prepared for that, you know..."

"And...?" Mandy asked, beginning to kiss Amber's neck.

"We've got brunch with the clients on Thursday. We're trying that thing called the collaborative divorce for them. The Grants seemed so good together, but a marriage does have a good chance of failing..."

"What else is there, sweetie?" Mandy pressed.

"Oh...just a minor thing on the twenty-fourth...our fifth anniversary..." She said, and turned around to go into Mandy's arms. "Happy almost anniversary, wife," she said.

"Well, happy almost anniversary to you, too, wife," she giggled, and put her arms around her.

Just as they kissed, a little box on a shelf in their office erupted in sobs. It was quite comical because Simpkin, who had been napping in his kitty bed under one of the desks, meowed very loudly and full of irritation of being disturbed of his slumber.

"Just when we get a moment..." Mandy said.

"...Sebastian starts to cry," Amber said. "I guess I'll get him," she said in mock-torment as she crossed to the nursery. "After Penelope is born next month," Amber called back to Mandy, "no more!"

"Well," Mandy said, following Amber to the nursery. "You know I went to the doctor yesterday and I got that first ultrasound, right?" she asked as Amber picked up Sebastian to change him.

"Right," Amber said, tossing the old diaper and taking out a fresh one. "I wanted to hear about it but we were so exhausted. Who knew that sex while pregnant, be it either way, could be so wonderful?" she asked, powdering Sebastian and returning him to his crib. "So, tell me, my dearest love, what's the big news?"

"Okay," Mandy said. "You love me?"

"Of course," Amber said, grinning. "I married you. Wait...is Penelope going to be a Phillip?"

"In that case, we'll have to name them Philippa and Phillip," Mandy joked, a grin on her face as well. "Of course, I'm not to partial to names that similar..."

"Them?" Amber asked, closing the nursery door behind her. "You...you just said 'them'..."

Mandy nodded. "Yes, Amber, I did say 'them'," she said, her voice full of glee. "Amber...honey, we're having twins."

Amber gasped. "Twins?!" she cried, reaching out to touch Mandy's stomach. "Really?!"

"Yes!" Mandy cried. "A boy and a girl... And I liked the names Devon and Lucy," she said.

"Yes," Amber said, pulling Mandy close to her."It's just perfect. Now, get your fine ass into that bedroom before your stomach is too big, and we're both too tired to lick each other's pussy."

"That's not very romantic," Mandy said, putting out her bottom lip.

Amber began leading Mandy down the hall. "Honey, remember when we first got together? The rose petals and everything?"

Mandy nodded. "Yeah," she said. "That was amazing."

Amber then opened the door. There were red rose petals all over the bed, the fake candles on the nightstand, the curtains drawn to simulate intimacy, and romantic music playing. "Well?" Amber asked, grinning at Mandy. "What do you think?"

"I think...I think I love you," she said.

Amber grinned and pulled Mandy towards the bed. She undressed her slowly, until she stood completely naked before her. She then began at her wife's forehead, then down to her eyelids, the tip of her nose, her lips, her throat, her neck, her collar bone, her chest, her breasts, her beautiful swollen stomach (which she also caressed), and finally, to her pussy, shaved, just how she liked it. She then pushed Mandy playfully onto the bed just like she used to and licked at her pussy.

Almost at once, Mandy began to buck her hips. "Lick me," she moaned, pushing Amber's head closer to her wanting clit. "Oh, God, Amber, lick me!"

Amber nodded and continued until Mandy had gotten an orgasm. Her beautiful pussy lips were a shining pink, and were just perfect to the touch, and to the taste. For good measure, Amber stuck her tongue inside Mandy's pussy and went to kiss Mandy. "How do you think you taste?" she whispered.

"Sweet," she whispered.

Amber chuckled, flopping onto the bed next to her. "Funny," she said, "I was under the impression you tasted spicy."

Mandy giggled.

"Sugar and spice," Mandy whispered.

"What?" Amber asked, sitting up to look at her.

Mandy looked over at her wife and grinned. "Our names mean 'sugar' and 'spice' in Latin..."

Finally knowing what she was talking about, she nodded. "So different, yet so alike," Amber said, weaving her fingers together with Mandy's.

"Yes, sometimes necessary, to create something wonderful..." Mandy peeked at Mandy, giving her a smile. 

"This is something wonderful," Amber said, kissing Mandy on the mouth, almost leading her to orgasm one more time.