Sophie's Gems-6; Family Jewels, pt 1

by Karen Cypher

Despite my wishes and desires to the contrary, this story and all characters in it are fictional.

The late lunch at the sandwich shop and the long drive home found Amber and Pearle dozing in the back seat; Sophie and Jade chatting away in the front. By chance, Jade had asked a question just as Sophie was replaying the encounter with Opal in her mind for the umpteenth time; a distant look on her face.

"So what were you doing while we were gone?" Jade asked conspiratorially after a quick look in back to make sure young ears were not listening.

"Hmm?" Sophie responded, reflexively banishing the distracting thoughts that were keeping her so occupied� realizing that she had not heard a word Jade had said.

"I asked," Jade said, turning a little sideways in her seat to face Sophie, "What you were doing while we were gone shopping?"

"Well, nothing really," Sophie responded with a smirk, knowing her answer would exasperate Jade.

"Come on!" Jade said, reaching over to poke Sophie in the leg with a finger. "You come screaming into the parking lot like you were running from the cops; you didn't have a single bag to show me anything you set out to buy, and you had that 'I just had a wonderful Orgasm' look on your face!" Jade rolled on, getting progressively louder as she was ticking the salient points of her argument off with her fingers. "And believe me; I know what you look like after sex! Besides, this whole truck reeks of you, so come on� what gives?"

"Shh� you'll wake them," Sophie admonished, bobbing her head to the back seat where Amber had her head against the window; Pearle lying with her head in her older sister's lap.

"You won't believe this," Sophie told Jade in a low voice, "but I went into Scorezzie's after we split up, and I met someone there�"

She told Jade the story, even her mixed feelings about the whole event. "It was surreal� the rational part of my brain telling me not to do it, but the adventurous side kept insisting how erotic and sexy the whole thing was� Jade, when she put her thumb in my pussy and started rubbing my clit with the same hand� God, I thought I was going to die!

"My my; you do like playing with fire! I thought those things only happened in stories; 'Wanton Hussy gets Sexy Young Tart' and all that. Weren't you scared of getting caught?" Jade asked.

Sophie laughed at Jade's evocative description. "Well, not so much getting caught, but I've never had to come on a time limit before!" Sophie mused. "That hindered as well as helped� added to the appeal, really, because I had to completely let myself go; commit to what I was doing." Sophie turned to Jade; "Haven't you ever had a fantasy like that; something risky, something spontaneous; just doing something for the sheer joy of the act?"

Jade chuckled; "I have more fantasies than I can count... but there are a few that tend to pop up more frequently than others, especially lately."

Sophie's returning smile faded when she glanced from the road over to Jade. Jade had an otherworldly look; like her mind was a million miles away. She stared straight ahead; looking scared� pensive� troubled?

"Sophie, there's something we need to talk about� I� well; I just don't know what to do," Jade said quietly. Sophie was surprised and alarmed to see Jade's eyes brimming with tears; a look of helplessness on her face.

"Baby, what is it?" Sophie said, laying comforting hand on Jade's arm. "Is something wrong?"

"It's about Amber," Jade said; desperation clearly in her voice. "She has been asking me a lot of questions� intimate questions and I don't� I can't� I'm not a bad person, am I Sophie?" Jade asked pleadingly.

"Baby, I don't know what you're talking about! Of course you're not a bad person!" Sophie replied firmly but compassionately. "Start from the beginning, OK? Something has you really upset"

Jade sniffed and shook her head emphatically; "Not now. I don't want to get into it right now."

Sophie said nothing to Jade's response. She was worried about this sudden change, but she knew Jade would talk to her when she was more collected; more comfortable, and when she herself was more able to concentrate on Jade instead of on driving.

Behind them, Pearle kept her eyes shut tightly and pretended to still be asleep.

Sophie pulled into Jade's circular drive, coming to a stop by the short walkway leading to the front door. They gently woke the girls, then unloaded bags and dropped them off inside.

"I'm going to go home and get cleaned up," Sophie told the woman, acutely aware that she had no bra or panties on under her sun dress; desperately wanting to take a shower. "Can I call you later?" she asked, not sure if Jade would want her to; her mood seemed to worsen as they got closer to home. Whatever was troubling her, it seemed to be serious.

"Could you just come over for dinner tonight?" Jade asked from the doorway. "Maybe� bring an overnight bag? I don't want to be alone tonight."

Sophie smiled brightly; "Sure baby, sure. So I'll see you around six? I'll bring the wine," Sophie said, giving Jade a long hug and a quick peck. Jade suddenly relaxed, leaning into the embrace. She felt very fragile in Sophie's arms.

*****

Pearle was sitting cross-leg in the middle of the floor. She was upstairs in Amber's room; a pile of new clothes draped across the bed. Both girls were dressing in clothes combinations of old/new; trying to see if anything still hanging in their closet would go with what they had picked up today.

Amber had a pair of scissors in hand, carefully clipping tags from where they were fastened on the new clothes as she absently glanced up. Pearle was tense about something, Amber knew. She had skinned out of her latest shorts and shirt; suddenly sitting in her panties; head bowed and idly picking at the carpet as she shifted on her bottom.

"What's wrong, Pearle-Girl?" Amber asked her sister. She patted the floor in front of her; "Come here; tell me what's wrong."

Pearle immediately scooted over to her sister; sitting between her legs with her back to her. She felt Amber shift and scoot forward to undo the simple hair band she had put in that morning; letting her hair fall loose around her shoulders and down her back. Amber's fingers running through her hair and on her scalp helped to calm her; the familiar touch and action soothing.

"What did you say to Mommy to make her sad?" Pearle asked a little angrily.

"What?" Amber replied in genuine bafflement. "What do you mean? I didn't say anything to Mom."

"She said you asked a bunch of questions� and then she started crying! What did you say?" Pearle accused, looking over her shoulder at her older sister. "Take it back!"

"Pearle, I didn't say anything!" Amber assured her. "We had a great time today! What did she tell you? I got upset when she got me the bra, but she wasn't sad about anyth�" Amber stopped mid-word. Could it be that? Surely not�

Amber's hands reflexively resumed their stroking of Pearle's hair while she sifted through memories of the past weeks in her mind. She had taken Sophie's advice after that day at the pool and asked her mother about masturbation, her body and sex. Sophie had said that masturbation was nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about, but Amber wanted to get her mother's opinion on the subject� not that she didn't trust Sophie, but that had been one very confusing day for her. She was curious about her own body; wanted her Mom to help explain� about� orgasms and stuff.

And when she asked her Mom if she loved Sophie; a natural response to the 'girls should only ever be intimate with someone they love'; her Mom got a puzzled look on her face. Amber told her Mom about seeing her and Sophie in Sophie's bedroom that memorable afternoon� how she was curious about what they were doing together� until Sophie showed her the next day.

"She WHAT?" her Mom practically exploded; and then hammed Amber with a series of gentle-toned but insistent questions. After the initial interrogation, her mom finally opened up a little and talked; her only instructions being to come to her instead of going to Sophie for these kinds of things.

So Amber was completely confused on what she had done wrong! She was actually proud of herself for doing the right thing with Sophie� nothing but watching; it's not like she loved Sophie� thought the world of her, but love? No, no love. Amber never did get a clear answer on what Sophie and her mother had been doing� not that she didn't know what they were doing� she just wanted details!

Over the course of time, Amber asked her mother lots of pointed questions; wanted to watch her as she had Sophie; wanted her mom to watch her. Every time she brought it up, her Mom would get nervous, stammer a reply� and then go running to Sophie! It was so frustrating! Even using her mother's advice didn't seem to help; "But Mom, I love you� so it's OK, right? I mean, you said to only do it if you love the person�"

It was no use. Eventually, Amber turned back to Sophie to get her answers, but never to ask Sophie if she would play with herself again� she didn't trust herself to do that� and Sophie would explain some things; then tell her to ask her Mother if she wanted to know more! She was mad at Sophie about that; she wasn't a little kid!

Amber put her arms around Pearle's waist and hugged her tight; pulling her younger sister's back tight against her body. Pearle's skin was hot and dry against Amber's palms. "Pearle," Amber said quietly into her ear as she nuzzled Pearls hair, "let me tell you what I think is happening with Mom�"

*****

Sophie and Jade were sitting on the couch, dinner dishes cleaned and the two of them relaxing. It had been somber around the dinner table; Jade barely looking at her food; eating mechanically. The mood of their mother wasn't lost on the girls, and Pearle in particular looked upset. Sophie began to wonder if perhaps she herself was the cause of so much tension.

Now the girls were upstairs somewhere; the sound of the running bath indicating what Pearle was probably doing and Sophie thought Amber was in her own room on her cell phone chatting to one of her friends. Sophie was on her second glass of wine, pouring another for Jade as she filled her own; placing it in her hands before following up to her question.

"It seems a little� I don't know� reactionary," Sophie said matter of fact. "I mean, you said yourself that you didn't object to talking with Amber. I'm sure it's uncomfortable for you to talk about this with her, but what has you so upset about everything?"

"It makes me uncomfortable, sure; but not in the way you probably think," Jade replied. "Look, Sophie� Amber told me things; things you might not know that I know." Jade squared herself on the couch, as if preparing for battle.

"She saw us, Sophie," Jade said. "That afternoon in your bedroom when your air conditioner was out� she saw us together."

"Oh," Sophie muttered softly, remembering the day vividly.

"And then the next day� at your pool� when you masturbated� let her watch� I was so pissed about that!" Jade continued haltingly.

"Oh," Sophie muttered again, embarrassed now. Some things began to fall into place�

"And when Amber told me," Jade rolled on; the emotion in her voice telling Sophie she was near the breaking point, "I got� excited� excited that she had seen me with you� that she had seen you too."

"Oh," Sophie muttered for the third time. She had been preparing herself for the explosion of anger and was ready to explain her actions and lack of discretion. Her own head was spinning now with Jade's admission. She wished she had something constructive to contribute to the conversation, but it was better to just let Jade get it out; they could analyze it later, if need be� and it bought her some time.

"So the problem isn't that I don't want to show her or talk about it; the problem is that I DO!" Jade finished, her voice breaking into a sob as the emotions tumbled out of her. "I very much want to show her, but I can't! I'm such a monster!"

Sophie reached over to hug her; Jade looking so lost and forlorn. "Come now, Jade," she began. "You know you're not a monster." Sophie thought frantically for a moment, searching for words that would convey her thoughts, but her mind remained blank. No sudden inspiration struck. She was having a hell of a time processing what Jade had just told her; Jade was excited that Amber had seen her? Amber wanted to watch her Mom masturbate to orgasm? Did that excite Jade too? Jade was scared because she thought she would like it; like showing Amber? Or was Jade scared because she might go too far; get too comfortable with the action�?

"Oh, fuck," Sophie whispered into Jade's hair; the sudden vision of Jade and her daughter together sending an automatic and intense pang of arousal through her.

"Baby," Sophie started, "let me tell you something about myself. I may just be the one person who can identify with what you're feeling." Letting go of Jade, Sophie sat back and took a big gulp of wine. "You see, ever since I knew what I like about sex, I've had these thoughts� fantasies, really, and working in a High School only seemed to be a form of self-torture�"

*****

Amber was in her room, bored and a little restless. Her mother and Sophie were downstairs talking or whatever, and she couldn't even go down to watch the television. Pearle had finished her bath a while ago, and Amber was contemplating taking one as well.

"Why not," she thought to herself. "It's not like I have anything else to do!"

The bath was more relaxing than she thought it could be. She closed her eyes for a time and just listened to the silence as her thoughts drifted aimlessly. She thought she may have drifted off to sleep, as she suddenly came to herself with a start; the water tepid and her heart racing. She climbed out lazily, reaching for a towel and vigorously rubbed herself down to dispel the fuzzy after-effects of her doze.

As she finished with the bath, Amber was cleaning up the towels left by both Pearle and herself when she spied Pearle's panties. She could imagine her sister kicking them off and flicking them with her toe to lie forgotten in the corner. Amber hesitated, panties in hand; did Pearle have any secrets? Their talk earlier had certainly opened her little sister's eyes, but Amber found herself exasperated by having to explain every little thing� especially sex.

Amber was determined to put her sister's mind at ease concerning their mother, so she told as much as she safely could� she still had secrets after all. She had gotten that tingly feeling when she spoke of her mother and Sophie being 'special friends'. Amber had even chuckled softly when Pearle got a little too inquisitive concerning what her mom and Sophie were doing; Amber's reply echoing Sophie's on so many occasions; "Ask your mother if you want to know more."

That, of course, did little to sate Pearle's curiosity, and Amber knew she had started something with her sister that she probably would not be able to finish� she just didn't know the answers to all the questions.

Slowly, Amber brought the panties to her nose, inhaling deeply and shuddering with delight at her own wickedness. The panties simply smelled of her sister. She pulled them hurriedly away; wrapping them in the discarded towels for fear that someone might have seen her action.

Back in her room, Amber once more thought of her mother and Sophie, saw Sophie that day at the pool, pictured her mother masturbating as Sophie had. As she examined her naked body in front of the mirror, Amber's thoughts drifted to her mother's hair and milk-white skin; to Sophie's ample breasts.

As she continued to stare at her reflection, she found herself asking that age-old question that every woman asks throughout her life; am I beautiful? Her breasts were small� bigger than before, but still just little bumps on her chest. She watched her finger slide across one pale pink tip, the nipple standing pointed and provocative even before she touched it. Her eyes slid down to take in the rest of her body, noting that her form is still without curves and reed-slender, almost boyish in its aspect, but her bottom seemed more prominent and feminine.

Amber raised her arms and did a complete turn; imagining herself in her mother's room; the two of them posing before the mirror and exchanging comments.

"You dream too much," she thought silently before donning a nightshirt, turning off the light and climbing into bed. She lay there for perhaps twenty minutes, her mind suddenly as active as it had been bored before; sleep eluding her. Amber lay under the covers in the dark; her hand resting between her thighs. She teased the soft lips of her sex and wondered what her mother and Sophie were doing at that exact moment. She had seen Sophie's overnight bag and knew she would be sleeping with her mother again tonight.

Amber quivered as she imagined herself there with them; somehow hidden from their notice so she could watch without embarrassment on anyone's part. She thought her mother was the most beautiful woman she had ever known� Sophie running a close second, especially after Amber ran and re-ran Sophie's erotic display at the pool.

She raised her knees, opening her thighs so she could explore her sex more intimately. Amber had certainly played with herself more and more lately, but never with the sudden intensity that she felt right now. She stroked herself with her fingers, parting the lips and running her fingers around to find the bud of her clit. She pictured again Sophie by the pool as she carefully manipulated the little bud; imagined her mother opening her thighs to reveal herself to her lover, the tender sex waiting for attention.

Amber's fingers began a more insistent rhythm. Suddenly, she stopped; her eyes wide in the darkness of her room as she stared at nothing. For the first time, her rubbing had produced a remarkable effect; it felt really, really good� way past anything she had felt before! She started rubbing her sex furiously, stroking her fingers back and forth, back and forth. She turned her head to the side to muffle her cries in the pillow.

She remained that way for some time, her thoughts awhirl in the dizzying after-effects; the memory of it causing her to tremble as she once again touched her sensitive sex.

*****

Jade lay face down on her bed, naked, arms and legs thrust out from her body as Sophie knelt atop her. The smell of the lavender scented lotion permeated the air, getting stronger as Sophie rubbed it into her back and shoulders. She was exhausted both physically and mentally; the emotional roller-coaster she had been riding since her aborted conversation on the way home taking its toll on her. It had been fascinating listening to Sophie bare her soul, and on a very visceral level, Jade knew that she identified more with her than with any other person in her life. She listened raptly when Sophie told her of Crystal; even going so far as to show her the saved picture on her phone. Jade wondered idly why Sophie kept it� did she still have thoughts of the girl?

"� As you may have guessed by now," Sophie had told her, "I have had fantasies about being intimate with my students. It was difficult for me to come to grips with, and I still tend to fight it on occasion." She had gone quiet then; reflective a moment before continuing. "I hated myself. I repressed some of my more 'depraved' thoughts� but they bubbled up to the surface often. I like to think that I am a good human being who would never have those kinds of thoughts about young girls� but I finally quit the self flagellation; when it comes down to it, I am who I am.

Sophie's tale had inspired Jade to open herself more during their conversation, to finally talk about her own desires in an unadulterated way� no rationalizations or embellishments; just open and honest talk.

It was difficult, to be sure, but Jade knew she felt better than she had since this all began. Now, as she lay relaxed and drowsy on the bed, Jade opened up even further.

"So many of my fantasies involve me being coerced somewhat into a physical relationship," Jade spoke into the silence, the feel of Sophie's hands running down her back distracting her for a second. "Not forced or threatened in any way, but given a significant nudge in that direction." She felt Sophie scoot down to sit between her outstretched legs. "So when Amber asks about masturbation, orgasms and sex� it's like I have to show her; I have no choice� I'm her mother, after all."

"Umm, that feels good" Jade sighed as Sophie's moved down to her ass, kneading the toned flesh and muscle with powerful movements of her hands.

"Slut," Sophie chided teasingly, giving Jade a playful swat; taking extra care to give Jade's bottom her full attention. "So will you do it for her now? You have to be careful, baby; just show her� teach her maybe, but get it out of your system� see if it is something that turns you on as just a fantasy or if you like the reality as well."

Jade sighed heavily; "I would like the reality� at least I think so� it's all pretty scattered in my head, but deep down, I suppose it's easier for me to bypass the guilt of my fantasies if I have an excuse for what I am doing and why," Sophie continued conversationally. "Freud would have a field day with me, I'm sure!"

"Tell me one� I'm no Freud, but I'd like to hear," Sophie said in reply. She started working on Jade's upper thighs, grabbing one with both hands as she rubbed and squeezed. She was definitely intrigued by the view she was creating with such an intimate caress; making Jade's pussy open lewdly. She placed one of her hands back on Jade's ass and the other on the opposite thigh; spreading and kneading; staring with increasing desire at Jade's puckered little star and the way it seemed to wink at her.

"One such fantasy involves me with my lover... that would be you at the moment, in case you were curious," Jade said, a little catch in her voice; thrusting her bottom up in a sensuous way as she felt Sophie's interest transmitted through her hands. "And when I have this fantasy, it's not usually anyplace in particular."

"You're confident and self-assured; assertive sexually, and up for absolutely anything. You and I have fantastic chemistry in bed, and through you, I open up and explore my sexuality more than ever before." Jade was writhing now as she told her story, Sophie's hands doing wonderful things. She knew she was wet; knew she would get wet when Sophie started the massage, but that was just fine by her. Jade wondered if Sophie could smell her. She arched herself up so her ass was completely open to Sophie. Slut indeed!

"You have a way of getting to me, of unlocking a sexual hunger deep inside me that is both scary and wildly exciting at the same time�" Jade tried to continue, but Sophie had taken her hips in both hands; pulling Jade up to her mouth. She felt Sophie bury her face in her sex, humming merrily and sucking her swollen lips into her mouth while her nose tickled her asshole.

Sophie thought it was a rare evening; one of the few times since their relationship began that she got to stay over at Jade's for the night� or more correctly, one of the few times they made love in Jade's bedroom when the girls were home. Despite their evening of mutual confessions, Sophie knew that Jade was shy about confronting the idea of masturbating in front of her daughter; making it a reality. Sophie, in a moment of ambiguous clarity, knew that the picture Jade drew in her mind of the two of them got her instantly aroused� hence the veiled suggestion of a light massage in the bedroom. Sophie found herself as horny as she had ever been and wanted to ravish Jade. So; Jade thought Sophie was assertive� would open her up sexually� unlock a sexual hunger? Maybe they could play a little game�

*****

It was impossible. No matter what Amber did, she couldn't sleep. She had fumbled her way to another orgasm, but the last was so completely different from the first that Amber didn't know if she really had one or not� at least not the way Sophie had described them; a meeting of mind and body. Well, she had to admit that she probably did really have one� the first one was definitely an orgasm; sharp and intense; magical enough to leave a fluttering in her belly� almost making her lose her head. But the second time was more like a continuous lifting; then a gradual decent back to earth as her imagination took off and her body basked in the feeling.

Amber threw off her covers to stand and open the shades covering her window, letting the moonlight stream in. Her eyes could see just fine by the dim light as she stepped over to the mirror to gaze at her reflection. Was she different now? She pulled off her nightshirt and stared at herself, pleased at the way her nipples appeared darker in the light; deep shadows creating contours that were not present in the harsh light of day. Did she enjoy her newfound discovery? Oh, yes! Amber felt the blush on her face as she recalled her play, and the images of her mother and Sophie that started them.

She looked long at herself in the mirror; her mind's eye giving her reflection a silvery glow that made her face and hair luminous. In the mirror, Amber's eyes met those of her reflection; a bolt of lightning striking through her body. Unable to resist the impulse, she abruptly leaned forward to touch her lips to the image of herself in the mirror. The kiss lasted only a moment, and then Amber pulled away. She wondered what it would be like to really kiss herself. Sighing, Amber threw on a pair of panties, pulled her nightshirt back on and headed downstairs; maybe a drink of water or even watch some television until she felt sleepy.

Suddenly, as she passed the foot of the stairs, Amber heard a cry from her mother's room. She stopped in her tracks. Then she heard the sound again; another cry, more a moaning sound than a wail.

Amber held her breath and listened hard, afire with curiosity. She could see light coming from the doorway; dim and diffuse, but seemingly bright the closer she got. The door was cracked; not fully closed. From experience, she knew that it would give her a partial view of the room� if she worked her way close enough to see in. The moaning again; muffled this time; a plaintive sound accompanied by a grunt form another's throat.

*****

Jade had her face in the pillows, her ass thrust in the air with Sophie's hands still firmly clutching her hips. She could feel her wonderful tongue and hear the little mewling sounds Sophie was making for what seemed like hours now.

Jade's excitement was building slowly, but growing almost exponentially with every touch� every kiss� every caress� every lick. Sophie was drawing her closer to the edge, only to back away over and over again; the evil woman! She was putty in the Sophie's hands; to be molded and shaped however Sophie saw fit. She felt Sophie disengage from her bottom; then the weight of her body pressing gently on her back as Sophie leaned over her.

"I want to tie you up and lick you until you explode," Sophie whispered gently into her ear. Jade nearly came from that alone.

She eagerly agreed, and soon Sophie had her spread on her back, hands secured to the headboard with a pair of stockings. Jade's feet posed more of a problem; there was nothing to tie them too, no easy way to secure them. In a pinch, Sophie pulled a pair of full-length hose out of Jades drawer, ripping them messily in half as Jade watched with glazed eyes. She was in a bit of a hurry; not wanting to lose the moment, so she wrapped one end of the hose around each of Jade's ankles before stretching out her legs and tucking the remainder under the mattress.

"Not exactly what I had in mind, but it'll do," Sophie said. "You're on the honor system here baby, so don't spoil the effect."

"I wouldn't dream of it!" Jade replied, squirming deliciously on the bed as Sophie crawled back up next to her.

Sophie continued to tease; running her hands around Jade's perky breasts, playing with her nipples and lavishing her with soft kisses. Jade watched every move, even anticipating Sophie's touch and raising herself up to meet it.

"This is no fun� you can see what's happening," Sophie chided gently. Still perched above Jade with her knees straddling her torso, Sophie idly pulled and pinched at Jade's nipples. She spied the wide belt of Jade's silk robe; the robe hanging by a hook on the back of the bedroom door.

"I am going to blindfold you," Sophie said tersely, trying to remember that Jade saw her as a confident, assertive partner. "You'll love it; it brings your other senses alive."

Sophie reached down to tie the blindfold around Jade's eyes, letting her nipples brush Jade's as she shifted around. Satisfied, she bent low over the 'helpless' woman; breathed hot breath on her nipples before suddenly taking one into her mouth and sucking fiercely.

Jade groaned aloud in pleasure, not bothering to hide the fact that she found this an incredible turn-on. Her nipple was on fire; Sophie's tongue flicking over it as she enveloped it in her mouth. She felt the first tentative touch of Sophie's fingers around the outside of her sex and tried to rise up and meet her fingers.

Sophie had stopped the torturous caress to her nipple, trailing her tongue down between Jade's breasts to flick lightly at her belly button. Right now, that was all the contact Jade felt from her; Sophie's tongue making its way down to her dripping sex.

Jade wanted to scream! No matter how she begged, how she pleaded, Sophie touched almost every part of her except her pussy! She even thought about offering Sophie her bottom to do with as she wanted, if only she would please, please make her come!

Jade felt a tickle as Sophie's hair brushed against her cheek; her lips locking at the juncture between shoulder and neck. She knew she would have one hell of a hickey in the morning, but she didn't care; everything Sophie did left her panting for more.

Sophie was right; it was more fun when she couldn't see.

"I have something for you, baby," Sophie whispered gently into Jade's ear. "I'll be right back."

Sophie disengaged herself from atop her lover and moved swiftly to the door, glancing back over her shoulder at the supine form of Jade on the bed; a look of shock on her face at the suddenness by which Sophie had left her.

"Don't go anywhere," Sophie said in a soft sing-song.

Sophie felt a little sorry for her; she knew how excited Jade was, but she enjoyed ramping-up the pleasure� little incremental steps that left one gasping for more. Jade had such a look on her face; confused, surprised� her body writhing on the bed, naked and soaking wet. She yanked open the door and hurried into the hall, heading for the side table by the front door to get the dildo out of her purse.

It was hard to say who was the more surprised. Amber had practically jumped to the ceiling in fright as she had been making her way down the dark hallway, and Sophie had damn-near peed herself at the unexpected appearance of Amber; tripping over the girl as they collided.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Amber whispered fiercely through hands she had reflexively brought to cover her mouth.

Sophie recovered first, shushing Amber and gripping her shoulders in an attempt to sooth the young girl� or to sooth her own frazzled nerves and racing heart.

"Hush� shh," Sophie murmured as she smoothed Amber's hair away from her face. "Are you alright?" she asked, giving the frightened girl a quick once-over.

Amber nodded her head vigorously, her ears finally taking in Sophie's words and responding to them. "I'm OK," she responded weakly.

Sophie folded her arms around the fragile-seeming girl in a heartfelt embrace; "You scared the shit out of me! What are you doing up so late?"

"I� well, I�" Amber stammered. "I couldn't sleep." She was acutely aware of Sophie's breasts pushing into her chest; felt the searing heat of them through the nightshirt she was wearing.

"I heard noises coming from Mom's room, and I� well I snuck down to see what� I thought you two were� I was curious� I wanted to see. I'm sorry!" Amber stammered, unsure of her own honesty.

"You wanted to see what your Mom and I were up to?" Sophie asked, a light bulb suddenly going off in her head as she remembered Jade's tale of Amber's previous peeking. "Curiosity killed the cat, you know."

"Huh?" Amber replied, confused by Sophie's words.

Sophie held the girl at arm's length, not really caring about the open display of her breasts that Amber seemed to latch her gaze to.

A moan came from the open bedroom door, followed by a plaintive "Sophie?"

Sophie thought quickly; "How would you like to be part of a wonderful surprise?"

Amber merely nodded her assent.

"OK, you'll have to be as quiet as possible and do exactly what I tell you," Sophie said, taking Amber's hand as she led her back to the bedroom� with a slight detour to her purse first.