Melanie awoke with a start. At first she couldn't place her surroundings, but the soft woman under her arm moved and last night came back to her in a flash. She smiled, stretching like a cat and enjoying the sensation of waking to a beautiful bare bottom pressed against her and the sun on her face... Wait, sun on her face?
Melanie bolted upright with a start, searching frantically for a clock. Andy's bedside clock read 9:07. Melanie groaned. She had a meeting this morning that had begun exactly seven minutes ago. In the heat of last night's passion, neither of them had thought of practicalities like setting the alarm.
"Andy, darling, rise and shine," Melanie murmured into her lover's ear. Andy smiled sweetly in her sleep, and Melanie wished that she could call in a sick day. She leaned over Andy to grab the petite, black phone sitting beside the smug alarm clock. She quickly dialed and the phone was answered on the first ring. Melanie was relieved to hear Frank's voice on the other end.
"Frank, I'm glad to hear your voice this morning. Listen, I've, um, had car trouble this morning, and I'm running late."
"Car trouble. Wow. That must be a real some kind of psychic powers you have there considering your car was blocking me in my own driveway this morning. AND the caller ID just now registered a certain sister-in-law's house," he said teasingly. Melanie laughed unable to contain her mischievous giggles.
"I'm really sorry. Things happened, and we ended up unable to set the alarm."
"I can only recall those days with fondness. Listen, get here as soon as you can, but don't worry about Mr. Harrison. I have personally been seeing to him, and he is happy to be receiving free legal advice while he waits for you. I assured him that he wouldn't be billed for the time you aren't here."
"Yes, you definitely knew how to suck up to Harrison. You are a life saver, Frank. Now, if only I can wake up sleepy beauty here."
"You know me one, Melly-Mel."
Melanie managed to wake Andy by kissing her until she was giggling breathlessly and insisting she were awake. When Melanie relayed the time, Andy popped out of bed with a groan, and the women were a flurry of laughing activity as they quickly dressed and groomed for work. Andy dropped Melanie off in front of her house where she called a cab and quickly changed, having showered at Andy's. She finished just as the cab pulling into her drive.
The day passed quickly, and Melanie was surprised when Frank stopped by her office at one and asked if she'd like to have lunch together. They walked across the street to Gino's where Melanie ordered a slice of deep dish spinach. Her stomach rumbled in anticipation reminding her that she hadn't eaten in almost a day.
They chatted happily for some time before the conversation took the turn Melanie knew it would eventually go.
"So, you and Andy worked things out last night?"
"Technically, no," Melanie said lightly, and Frank looked at her in puzzlement.
"Technically?"
"She played with her friends' band at the club last night," Melanie said in an effort to change the conversation.
"Oh, yes," Frank looked pleased at the tidbit. "She always could play like a devil and sing like an angel. It's too bad."
"What's too bad?" Melanie asked, unable to resist the bait.
"Her parents. They have always been so hard on Andy. There are three girls; they have an older sister Beverly. She's a real harass. Andy's father doted on her. Well, she was the tomboy of the group and the youngest. And you should have seen her when she was little; she made cherubim look bland."
"So she was a daddy's girl, related to him more than the women in the house?"
"Yes. Well, I have dated Deanne since we were sixteen so I've known Andy from the time she was twelve. Bev was twenty at the time. Anyway, it was like Andy had two nagging mothers. She was a good girl, always lived up to her mother's expectations and wishes. Until she joined a band. You would have thought she'd become a Islamic Nazi waging holy jihad."
"So that's where her strict ideas come from about what she should and shouldn't be, do, etc. But I still don't understand why she never rebelled and broke free. From what I can tell, she's very hardheaded and capable of being her own person."
Frank sighed, looking Melanie in the eye for a long while before seemingly coming to a decision.
"Do you care about Andy, Melanie?" Melanie's eyes widened and she nearly choked on her tea.
"Pardon me?" she asked in a strangled voice.
"I want to tell you some personal things about Andy that would help explain her, but I don't want to share intimate details of her life with someone who isn't going to stay."
"Oh," Melanie said breathlessly. "I do.. Care for her. I have a hard time expressing some.. Things, but I do."
"Ok." Frank carefully wiped his mouth with his napkin before continuing. "As you have probably guessed, Andy has always been attracted to women. Hell, I think I figured it out before she did, though. Anyway, she was a rebellious sort always defying her mother and sister when it came to personal decisions about herself. They constantly told her that one day there would be serious consequences. Well, when Andy was a junior in high school, she met a girl."
Melanie's eyes widened. She was entranced by Frank's story and leaned forward to catch every word. He lowered his voice so no one passing could overhear.
"Unfortunately that girl was her English teacher. Fresh out of college and completely smitten with Andy. Funny thing is, when Andy had Katherine in her life, she settled right down; did everything anyone asked of her. She was happy." Melanie was surprised to see Frank's eyes water. He cleared his throat with an embarrassed smile.
"Well, the two of them met one night; the first and only night they had ever seen one another outside of school. It was just horrible luck that as Katherine dropped Andy off at the corner of her block, she kissed her and a group of kids from school happened to be out that late and drove by." Melanie didn't realize that she had made a sympathetic noise until Frank patted her hand. Melanie could feel her heart breaking for the young lovers. She could guess where this story was heading.
"As you can imagine, it was all over school by Monday. Andy was shunned, but I don't think that really bothered her as much as Katherine's absence. She went from being the girl everyone wanted to be friends with, to nothing but all she cared about was her lover. As for Katherine, first thing Monday morning the school was flooded with parents calling threatening to sue if she weren't fired. Andy's parents were called in, and, it was just a mess."
" Oh my god," Melanie whispered hoarsely.
"Andy was taken out of school to finish the year at home. Katherine was dismissed and everyone knew she was ruined. Andy was forbidden to see her. Her mother had a breakdown, although from what I don't know. I think it was to create more guilt which it did. But you know what hurt Andy the most?"
"What?" Melanie asked quickly.
"She broke her father's heart. They haven't been the same since. Andy told me once when she had had one too many to drink that losing her father's love was like losing most of herself."
"And Deanne? How did she react?" Frank sighed sadly and tossed his napkin onto his plate.
"She supported her mother and sister. I don't know why it bothered her so much to learn that Andy was in love with a woman. I think that family is so caught up on appearances that they care for little else. Especially people."
"I didn't think and have never thought that Deanne was pretentious."
"Oh, no, she isn't at all. But when it comes to her family, she is a mama's girl," he said with a smile.
"Aha, that makes sense," Melanie said wryly. She had dated girls who had wanted to be with her but couldn't pull themselves off mama's nursing strings.
"So now you know. Andy felt so guilty about what happened to everyone else, especially Katherine. I think in some way she feels it was the serious consequences that she was always warned about. And you know, it might just be, but not in the guilt trip she puts on herself."
"That makes sense," Melanie said as she looked out the window lost in thought. Her heart ached for that young Andy.
"Well, my dear, lunch is officially over now. Shall we away to the grind?" Melanie laughed in spite of herself as Frank stood and bowed to her with an exaggerated flourish.
As they made their way laughingly across the street back towards their office, Deanne called and Frank's secretary answered, secretly pleased at the number displayed on the caller ID.
"Frank Long's office."
"Matilda, it's Deanne. How are you today?" Matilda let the silence linger longer than necessary before answering in a guarded voice.
"Not very well, dear."
"What's wrong? Is Frank alright?" Deanne asked, her voice filled with concern. Matilda felt sorry for the poor thing. She was so good and sweet and her husband having lunch with that harlot.
"Oh, Frank is alright. It's nothing I should concern you with."
"You know I will listen as long as you need me."
"Well, dear, I saw two junior partners having a cozy lunch. Their heads were so close together a sheet of paper couldn't have passed between them. And talking so quiet, you couldn't have stood right beside them and heard a word of their conversation."
"I see," Deanne said, her voice sounding exasperated and relieved.
"He's married," Matilda said indignantly, wondering how Melanie would feel if she knew it was HER husband having that cozy lunch.
"What a shame," Deanne said, wondering how of Frank's associates was cheating on his wife.
"It's not right how that girl dresses. She is always teasing these poor men, and now she has taken one beyond the limits of decency. Someone should complain about Melanie."
"Matilda, Melanie is a good friend of mine, and I seriously doubt that she is having an affair with a married man," Deanne said indignantly, her tone insisting that she was finished with the conversation.
"Hmm," was all Matilda answered as Frank and Melanie walked in laughing together. "Frank just walked in, dear, he's just returned from lunch. With Melanie." At Melanie's gasp, Matilda barely kept herself from nodding in satisfaction.
Melanie could barely stand waiting until Wednesday night to see Andy again. They had talked on the phone Monday and Tuesday well into the night, and Melanie kept replaying last night's phone conversation in her head.
"So what are you up to tonight?" Andy asked.
"Me? Just thinking about how much I wish you were here right now," Melanie wrapped a delicate finger through her hair and twirled.
"Oh? And if I were?" Andy's voice sounded so sensual and seductive, Melanie shivered with a delicious tremor of lust.
"I don't think we would be having a conversation that involved so many words," Melanie answered huskily. "But it would definitely be a meeting of the minds."
"That sounds very promising," Andy whispered, and Melanie's eyes closed in the darkness of her room as her hand slipped beneath the waistband of her pink panties. "Tell me more about this... meeting." A small moan escaped Melanie's mouth as her middle finger began to swirl slow circles around her hardening clit. She dipped her finger into the copulent fluids dribbling out of her aching hole, wetting the digit thoroughly before continuing to draw slow, tight circles around her nub.
"I wish I could show you, but words will have to do for now," Melanie gasped, her voice thick with desire. She proceeded to explain in great detail all the ways she would make love to Andy's delectable body. Melanie had felt an almost animalistic passion rip through her at the sounds of Andy's moans and muffled orgasm. Melanie could feel a powerful release tear through her own body as Andy whispered her name.
"Penny for your thoughts," Frank said over her shoulder, causing Melanie to jump. He grinned down at her reddening face. "Or do you need my credit card number?" Melanie playfully punched him the arm, and with a mighty effort put Andy out of the forefront of her thoughts so that she could get her work done and leave!
Melanie showered and dressed in black slacks and block mock neck sleeveless shirt. She pulled on a russet brown suede jacket and stepped back to admire her reflection. She thought she looked like a porcelain doll, except for the lusty fire shining out of her sapphire blue eyes. She slipped silver hoops through her ears and went through thirty minutes of trying to find the right pair of shoes to accentuate her outfit and her mood. It came down to a pair of low sling back black heels and pair of square heeled milanos with a squared toe. She decided on the Milanos and smiled at her reflection. She couldn't help but smirk at the image grinning back at her. Dabbing on some Glow, she grabbed a tiny purse and headed out the door.
Melanie couldn't wait to see Andy, and when the blond opened the door, Melanie nearly melted into the floor. Andy was dressed in a strapless white dress that hugged and lovingly caressed every curve. The taller woman smiled widely at Melanie as she closed and locked the door behind her.
Melanie couldn't remember getting into the car and driving. She could only guess what came out of her mouth for conversation. When they arrived at Melanie's favorite Japanese restaurant, Andy was looking at her with some concern.
"Melanie, are you alright?" The husky voice sent shivers down Melanie's spine, and she had to close her eyes to try and regain some sort of composure.
"I'm fine. It's just being here with you is making it very difficult to ... what I mean is..."
"I don't understand," Andy's voice sounded confused and slightly hurt. "Are you saying that you don't want to be here with me?"
"Yes, no, I mean...dammit," Melanie smiled bashfully at Andy. "I don't want to be at this restaurant with you. I want to be in bed with you."
Andy laughed and playfully caressed Melanie's cheek. "I know what you mean. I haven't been able to think of much else since I saw you standing on my front stoop." Melanie felt a lump of desire settle firmly between her legs and knew she wouldn't make it through dinner without a little... taste.
Leaning in closer to Andy, Melanie scanned the parking lot carefully. She had parked on the back side of the building and saw no one moving about. Andy giggled as Melanie's eyes found hers in the near darkness.
"And just what are you doing?" Andy asked, her breath beginning to come quicker as Melanie slid her hand slowly up Andy's thigh, her fingertips stroking her inner thigh with feather-light touches.
"I just need a taste," Melanie said, barely recognizing her own voice it was so deep with desire. "I need you now," Melanie pleaded as her fingers curled over the lacy tops of Andy's thigh highs and slid upwards to slip under the band of Andy's silken thong.
The low moan Andy gave was all the encouragement Melanie needed. Her sapphire eyes were glued to Andy's jade ones as she pulled the other woman's panties aside and entered her slowly, deeply. Andy gasped and reached out to clutch Melanie's forearm, feeling the muscles flexing and relaxing as Melanie began to make love to her smoothly, her fingers sliding deeper with each thrust.
Melanie felt an animalistic pleasure course through her as Andy moaned her name. She could feel the wet pussy around her fingers beginning to swell and tighten. With a little maneuvering she was able to flick Andy's clit with her thumb. Andy cried out , burying her face against Melanie's shoulder and nipping lightly. Melanie was almost impatient to hear, feel, and smell her lover cum. She growled low in her throat, her actions frenzied. She barely felt Andy's hands slip under her shirt as Andy grabbed hold of her back, her nails scratching lightly. Andy was incoherent as she came with explosive force. Her legs were opened wide, one foot on the dash, her head pressed back against the window as she cried out.
Melanie slowly withdrew her fingers and licked the girl cum off her fingers, sucking the delicious wetness off every inch. She lovingly eyed Andy's pussy, wanting to lick the glistening wetness off each lip and from the lovely smooth thighs opened for her. Andy quickly snapped her legs shut with a small, breathless laugh.
"You are supposed to buy me dinner FIRST, you know," Andy said with a small chuckle as she quickly straightened her dress. Melanie laughed and pulled Andy's face to her for a slow, languid kiss.
"That was just to let you know what is going to happen after dinner. Dinner is just an appetizer to the meal I intend to eat tonight." She watched Andy flush from her words and smiled sexily.
"If you keep talking to me like that we may never leave this car," Andy moaned, her eyes gazing lustfully into Melanie's. Dinner was saved, however, by a car that pulled in beside them. Laughing, they got out and went inside.
Melanie spent the evening in a warm glow. She and Andy laughed and talked well into the evening. After a small battle over who would pick up the check, they walked to Melanie's car arm in arm. As Melanie started the engine, Andy placed a warm palm on her thigh. Melanie felt the electric current through the material of her pants as it raced to the pit of her stomach and turned into a tight ball of need.
"Your place or mine?" Andy asked softly, and they both laughed quietly.
"Stay at my place tonight," Melanie said huskily, barely able to concentrate on putting the car into reverse to back out of their stall.
"I was thinking," Andy said almost timidly, "that you should bring some things over so that when you stay with me, you won't have to rush off in the morning." Andy's voice trailed off into a barely discernible whisper. Melanie turned and smiled at her reassuringly. Inside she was shocked and delighted at the unexpected turn of events.
"And, I think you should do the same. Tomorrow we can exchange some spaces in our closets, if you want." Andy's smile nearly put the stars to shame as she beamed at Melanie.
They chatted as Melanie hurried to her house, neither really interested in the conversation as their eyes snuck peeks as breasts and thighs. Melanie could feel a small hum in her groin growing and nearly shouted in relief as she pulled into her driveway and parked.
At the door, their eyes met and Melanie realized that Andy was smiling as foolishly as she was. She unlocked the door and they both went inside, neither saying anything.
"Would you like a drink?" Melanie asked as she headed into the main room towards the oak bar.
"Just a vodka tonic, please," Andy said, settling into the huge brown leather sofa. Melanie smiled as she fixed two of the requested drinks before hurrying over. She sat beside Andy on the sofa, curling a leg underneath herself as she turned to face her.
"Tell me more about you," Melanie said. Andy laughed nervously.
"I think you already know the important things. What else do you want to know?"
"Ok, then, question and answer time." Melanie thought for a few moments. "What's your sign?" Andy burst into laughter and Melanie giggled.
"I am a Gemini. You?"
"Gemini, hey? That explains so much." She laughed at Andy's mock anger. "I am a Pisces," Melanie said. Melanie took a sip of her drink before asking, "Where did you go to college?"
"Wesleyan. Oh my god, Melanie, you've got the same perverted look on your face that men get when I let them know that I went to an all women's school." Melanie laughed, her cheeks reddening. "Then law school at Cornell. Where did you attend?"
"I went to Harvard." They both smiled at one another. Melanie quickly thought of more questions and fired them off rapidly.
"What is your favorite color?"
"Green. You?"
"Brown. What is your favorite food?"
"Italian. What is yours? And keep it clean," Andy said with a laugh as Melanie leered lecherously at her.
"OK, then, Chinese, although Italian is a close favorite."
"As is Chinese for me," Andy conceded.
Melanie carefully contemplated her next question, then decided against it. She didn't really know if she was ready emotionally to know whether Andy has meant it the other night when she has said that she loved her.
"You've become so quiet," Andy said softly, and Melanie looked up with a smile.
"Just thinking of everything I want to know about you and there is so much!" Andy took Melanie's hands into her own and looking deeply, and Melanie knew lovingly, into her eyes.
"I hope we have a chance to ask all of our questions." She swallowed her drink in one last mouthful and put the cup down and turned back to Melanie. "Now, take me upstairs, woman, and let me ravish you before I explode."
"One last question," Melanie said with a giggle. "So you think I will survive your family reunion this weekend?" Andy laughed.
"I don't know if I'll even survive it!" Andy said.
The rest of the week passed in a blur. Melanie had unexpected business come up and had to leave town until Friday and had to postpone the exchanging of the closet spaces. They spoke every night on the phone, their conversations becoming more intimate and comfortable. Melanie found that she smiled nonstop and when she returned on Friday, Frank threatened to call NASA and report an alien abduction unless the real Melanie was returned soon.
Saturday arrived with a jangle of nerves. Deanne called Melanie first thing to be certain that she would be there. Melanie was still fussing over what to wear as Andy paced in exasperation in her front room. With admonishments about what being late meant, Andy communicated with Melanie through the door. She didn't trust herself to be near her half naked lover and not touch her and make them even more late.
Soon everyone was gathered at Frank and Deanne's and everyone appeared to be thoroughly enjoying themselves. Melanie couldn't understand why Deanne seemed so recalcitrant, though, and she took Frank aside to ask him about it.
"Frank, is Deanne alright? Did you two have a fight?"
"No," Frank said, casting a worried glance over to Deanne who was watching them expressionlessly. He waved and smiled and she looked coldly away. "She's been like this all week. At first I thought it was the stress of having the reunion here, but now I think that there is more to it."
"Have you talked with her about it?" Melanie asked worriedly as she watched Deanne toss back a glass of wine and quickly pour another.
"She won't talk to me," Frank said miserably. "She can barely bring herself to look at me. I swear, Melanie, I didn't do anything. Maybe she'll talk to you?" Frank said hopefully as he grabbed Melanie hand and squeezed it. "Please? I just want to know what I can do to make it better." Melanie hugged him and promised that she would talk to Deanne as soon as she had a chance.
Before she could make it over to where Deanne sat glowering, Andy caught up with Melanie and locked arms with her. Melanie laughed and protested half heartedly as Andy whisked her around the yard, making introductions. There were so many family and friends present that Melanie knew she would never remember all of their names. She was relieved when they reached the last person aside from Andy's parents. Melanie hadn't as of yet had the pleasure of meeting them and she was dreading it.
"Aunt Trish, this is a friend of mine, and Deanne and Frank," she added quickly. "Melanie works with Frank at the law office. She's also a junior partner," Andy said, and Melanie couldn't help but note the pride in her voice.
"Another lawyer. Just what this family needs," Trish said with a smile. "Are you enjoying yourself, dear?" Melanie instantly liked the older woman. Her poise and grace were evident in every movement and every word from her mouth. Plus, she always loved forthrightness.
"Yes, I am, thank you."
"Then you obviously haven't eaten one of Frank's so called hamburgers yet," Trish said with a sly smile. "He turns them into charcoal and calls it food." Melanie laughed in spite of herself.
"No, I haven't had that pleasure yet," Melanie said mirthfully.
"It's a dubious pleasure, trust me," Trish said as she looked over Andy's shoulder and smiled.
"Andy, I've never seen your sister drink so much. And your mother is going to her arm right off trying to get your attention." Andy looked over her shoulder with a puzzled look on her face. Her face blanched as she saw her mother waving her over. Beverly sat at her side looking as disapproving as she could.
"I'll talk to Deanne, you talk to your mother," Melanie offered and Trish laughed lightly. Andy smiled at her gratefully.
As they walked towards the trio of women, Andy leaned over and said, "Aunt Trish is my dad's sister. Everyone is afraid of her, but I could tell that she likes you a lot."
"The feeling is mutual," Melanie said with a pleased smile. She walked over to Deanne who was sitting and looking morosely at Melanie. A look of concern quickly replaced Melanie's smile as she realized that Deanne was well on her way to being falling down drunk.
"Deanne?" Melanie asked cautiously. "Are you alright?" Deanne looked up at Melanie as through she had grown a second head.
"Are you kidding me? You of all people are asking ME if I'm ok?" Melanie cast a nervous glance over to Andy where she was deep in conversation with her mother and oldest sister.
"I know I haven't known you as long as I've known Frank, but I care about you and consider you just as much a friend."
"That's the problem, isn't it?" Deanne asked with a hiccup.
"I'm sorry?" Melanie reached out quickly to steady Deanne as she clambered to her feet. Deanne jerked her arm away from Melanie, nearly toppling herself in the process.
"Don't touch me, and definitely don't pretend to be my friend." Melanie looked around in confusion as Deanne's voice rose hysterically.
"Deanne, what is going on with you?" Deanne's mother asked as she stepped closer to the two of them.
"Why don't you ask this.. This home wrecker," Deanne spat, pointing at Melanie with a wavering finger. Melanie felt her head spin as she exchanged a look with an obviously panicked Andy.
"What are you TALKING about?" Melanie asked in an unsteady voice, unsure if she should continue the conversation or walk away.
"You should know. I called Frank's office the other day and his secretary tells me that the whole office is talking about his affair." Everyone gasped with astonishment. Deanne's declaration was so not what Melanie expected that she had a hard time shifting gears in her brain.
"That's insane. Frank isn't have an affair," Melanie blurted out.
"Of course that's what you would say. You're the whore he's sleeping with!" Melanie nearly fell over in shock.
"Deanne," Andy said through clenched teeth, "you don't know what you're talking about." Melanie could detect the hint of warning in Andy's voice and for some reason, in the midst of all the arguing and screaming, it made her feel warm inside.
"Helen told me all about your long lunches and private conversations. I've seen you two talking so close a feather couldn't fit between the two of you." Melanie suddenly understand the entire situation and also knew that she could never explain because to do so would be to destroy Andy. Deanne mistook the understanding in Melanie's eyes for guilt because she began to call Melanie as many names as she could think of and accuse her of every sodomistic act she knew. Frank came running over demanding what the hell was going on. Melanie just shook her head as the two of them began to argue, and she could see the same helpless look in Frank's eyes. Melanie felt so shocked and lost, that she blindly turned to go. Andy grabbed her arm as she yelled at everyone to just shut the fuck up.
"Deanne, you are being ridiculous. I know for a fact the Melanie and Frank are not having an affair, and I also know what these private conversations are about; they are about me." Everyone look at Andy in confused silence as she took a deep breath and continued.
"Andy, don't do this," Melanie whispered frantically, and Andy looked at her with such love in her eyes that Melanie was speechless. Andy's hand slid down Melanie's arms to twine their fingers together.
"I know because Melanie is... she is my lover. The only thing Frank is keeping from you, Deanne, is that he knows." The entire yard was deathly silent after Andy's announcement. Melanie gave Andy's hand a little squeeze and it was returned gratefully.
"Oh, Andy, not again," Andy's mom said in disgust. "Didn't you learn anything the first time?" Melanie could literally feel the confidence drain from Andy under her mother's disgusted stare and hateful words. "I almost wish that Frank were cheating with that... that woman." She turned to glare at Melanie who coolly returned her stare.
"Do be quiet, Eva. I won't stand by and watch you destroy this girl again," Trish suddenly spoke from Melanie's elbow causing her to jump. She cast the woman a grateful smile.
"Stay out of this," Beverly spoke up, "this has nothing to do with you."
"Nor does it have anything to do with you, any of you," Trish shot back.
"Oh, no? Embarrassing her family is none of our business? Look at what has already happened to poor Deanne." Melanie felt an icy rage building inside of her as she listened to Andy's oldest sister list the many ways Andy was a horrid person. She kept silent out of respect for Andy, and dare she admit it, love for the shaking woman beside her. She glanced over at her lover and it broke her heart to see the crushed look on her face.
"You have some nerve coming here," Eva said to Melanie, nearly spitting the words at her. "What did you do to my daughter? She was doing fine until she met you."
"Enough!" A blond man said quietly from Eva's side where he had been sitting silently. In all the turmoil, Melanie hadn't even noticed him. His eyes were the same green as Andy's and his hair the same wavy blond. Andy looked like a feminine replica of him.
"What did you say, Robert?" Eva asked, turning to him in surprise.
"I said enough. I should have stopped you the first time you did this to our daughter. I won't let you crush her again." Eva stared at him in shock as Robert turned to Andy. When Beverly began to protest his words, he hushed her with a look. "What you did years ago, what we did, cost me my daughter."
"It's about time you stood up for her," Trish said quietly so only Melanie could hear.
"Robert, for god's sake, this is an embarrassment to our entire family."
"My daughter, my beautiful, successful daughter, is not an embarrassment to me. Didn't you notice how happy she was today? I finally realized what we lost so many years ago."
"You want a homosexual daughter, fine. I want nothing to do with her."
"What are you saying?" Robert growled, stepping forward with his hands clenched tightly at his sides. Eva looked directly into Andy's eyes as she spoke.
"I don't have a homosexual daughter, and I never will." A sob escaped Andy's throat as she pivoted on her heel and tore her hand from Melanie's. She ran into the house in a desperate flight to escape her mother's hateful words.
Melanie glared at Eva, her eyes bright with anger. As she spoke, she could hear her voice trembling with the rage she could barely contain.
"I am not going anywhere, so you better get used to seeing me around. No one has a right to make decisions about Andy's life but Andy, and she chose to make me a part of it. And if any of you choose to distance yourselves from her because she is happy, I regret it for Andy's sake, but from the way you've behaved today, it probably isn't such a bad thing if she never had to see you again." Melanie turned and stalked off into the house, her anger rapidly diminishing as she looked for her devastated lover. She knew how much her mother's words had hurt her. Melanie heard the sudden revving of the Harley's powerful motor as it roared into life and she ran outside.
Melanie quickly climbed onto the back of the bike, ignoring Andy's protests. They took off in a shower of gravel and dust as Melanie clung to Andy literally for dear life as she felt herself trying to flip backwards off the powerful machine.
They rode for what seemed like hours. Melanie lost track of where they were, but she wasn't really concerned about it. She lay her cheek on Andy's back, feeling the smooth rippling of muscles as Andy guided the roaring machine. Melanie realized she had been near to dozing as Andy pulled over and cut off the engine.
Melanie looked around curiously. She could see a large sign that declared they were at the Lakeside Inn and Resort. Small bungalows set back into the trees circled a large crystal clear lake. It was quiet with only the sounds of nature rising from the woods around them. Andy turned to meet Melanie's eyes before swinging one shapely leg over the Harley and climbing off. She held up her hand to keep Melanie on the bike, and Melanie could see the storm ripping through the beautiful jade green of her eyes as wave after wave of unreadable emotion crashed past. Andy took Melanie's hand in hers and leaned closer to her to whisper into her ear.
"Will you stay with me tonight? I need you." Melanie could hear the hurt in Andy's voice, and the desperate need. She nodded yes as Andy's lips and teeth nibbled softly at her earlobe before she turned and went into the small log cabin marked office. She quickly returned and swung onto the bike and gunned it into life.
They traveled slowly down a well kept path through the woods to their bungalow. Melanie dismounted the Harley with a relieved sigh and stretched out the kinks in her back and legs. The lake lapped quietly against a small dock where a tiny boat dipped and rode the small ripples. The setting sun sent fiery trails across the blue green water creating a prismatic rainbow that seemed to undulate with each wave.
Melanie realized she had been watching the hypnotic lake for some time and she turned quickly to find Andy had been watching her as intently as she had been watching the water. Melanie walked slowly over to Andy and cupped her cheek in her palm. Andy leaned her head into Melanie's palm, her eyes closing as a small tear slid down her cheek. Melanie pulled Andy to her and they sank down onto the lush grass. Andy clung to Melanie who gently held her close and murmured soothing nonsensical words and she comforted the weeping woman. She lifted Andy's chin and kissed away the salty tears trickling down the beautiful, rosy cheeks. Andy sighed as her arms wound around Melanie's neck, pulling her closer.
Melanie's lips trailed down Andy's cheek and over her chin, kissing tenderly. Andy turned her head to catch a kiss on her lips and Melanie ran her tongue lightly over the other woman's parted lips. Melanie could feel her heart begin to race as Andy's fingers began to trace light circles down her back. When Andy lifted her shirt and began to lightly trace her fingers under the hem of Melanie's shorts, she couldn't help the passionate sigh that escaped her.
Melanie slowly opened her eyes to look into Andy's. The raw need and desperate hunger in the other woman's gaze sent shivers of desire pounding through her. Melanie kept eye contact with Andy as she took her hand and pulled them both to their feet. She guided the two towards the bungalow, and Melanie didn't waste any time looking at her surroundings as Andy unlocked the door and swung it open. She caught a vague glimpse of brown, rattan furniture and wooden floors before Andy caught her lips in a slow, sensuous kiss. Melanie could feel the barely contained emotions raging through the taller woman and she knew what she should do.
Withdrawing her lips from Andy's, she walked further into the room and wasn't disappointed as she saw a large stone fireplace at the far end of the room with a large rug stretched before it. The fireplace was gas and controlled electronically, and Melanie was happy to see the remote for it was lying on a small table. The night outside was beginning to creep in with a chill, and Melanie set the fireplace on low. The orange flames cast a warm glow over Melanie as she began to move sensuously, slowly removing her clothing one piece at a time.
Andy stood where she was almost not breathing as Melanie knelt on the rug, her legs spread and back arched in a silent offering to her. Melanie slowly sucked the tip of her index finger into her mouth, thoroughly wetting it before running it over her shaved slit. She could hear Andy inhale sharply as she pressed her finger between her lips and stroked slowly from her hardening clit to her aching entrance. Melanie raised her finger to taste herself and sucked off the juices coating it. Andy moaned breathlessly as she crept closer and knelt on the other side of the rug watching as Melanie began to tweak and rub her nipples with her left hand as her right went back to play in the folds of her honey patch.
Melanie pushed one perfect finger deep inside herself, gasping at the feel of her tight walls sucking on the invading digit. She began a slow grind on her hand as she opened her eyes to watch Andy who stared in fascination at the sexy display in front of her. When she licked her lips, Melanie moaned in raw need as she felt her juices flood her lips and thighs in response.
She crawled towards Andy and pulled her to her, pressing her body into the taller woman's. Andy seemed to melt into her as she almost desperately clung to Melanie. Melanie showered Andy's face with tender kisses, catching wet tears on her tongue and lips. She murmured sweet nothing as she began to kiss Andy's eyes, ears, and neck. Andy sighed tremulously, her hands coming up to cup Melanie's breasts and squeeze them gently as her thumbs stroked the hardening nipples. Melanie moaned into Andy's mouth, letting Andy know how good her touch felt.
"I can't give you up," Andy whispered brokenly as she trailed kisses down Melanie's neck and swirled her tongue across her chest to latch onto a hard, thrusting nipple. "I can't give me up," Andy whispered so softly that Melanie wasn't sure she had heard her.
Melanie lifted Andy's chin with her finger and brought her face up so they could share a tender, soul searing kiss. She lay Andy back onto the blanket, and Melanie was reluctant to stop the passionate joining of their lips and tongues so they ended up in a heap together with Melanie falling atop Andy. Andy rolled over onto her side, her arms wrapping tightly around Melanie and holding her close.
Melanie began to stroke Andy's bottom lightly, sense a need in her lover for tenderness. Andy arched back into Melanie's feather light touches, moaning as Melanie's fingers and hands explored lower and lower. Andy sat up and quickly undressed before lying back into her lover's arms. Melanie traced Andy's inner thighs with her fingertips, watching the play of emotions cross Andy's face. Andy bit her bottom lip as Melanie's fingers came slowly closer and closer to her sex. She whimpered softly as Melanie traced her slick slit from behind with the barest of touches.
Andy opened her eyes and Melanie felt like she was going to drown in the green depths. She shivered at the love and pure need she saw emanating from Andy's soul. Melanie held her breath in anticipation as her fingers wandered over the bare skin of Andy's shaved sex before parting the silken lips. The two women released simultaneous moans of passion as Melanie's fingers slid between the swollen lips and began to rub up and down the wet gash. Andy pulled Melanie's mouth to hers and kissed her passionately, her body thrusting towards Melanie with a fiery need.
Melanie lost herself in Andy's depths, her thighs becoming saturated with her juices. She slipped a finger deep inside Andy, amazed at the heat inside Andy's tight pussy. Melanie curled her finger and stroked the rough patch of flesh that made Andy cry out and scratch her nails lightly down Melanie's back and round bum.
"Make love to me, Melanie, yes, just like that," Andy groaned as she began to lift her hips off the floor. "Oh, it feels so good," she panted as Melanie began to thrust slowly in and out, keeping her finger curled to keep in contact with Andy's g-spot. Andy was panting, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. Melanie quickly slid down Andy's body, trailing her tongue across the quivering flesh before latching her mouth onto Andy's sweet pussy. Andy began to whimper as Melanie greedily licked and sucked the juices from her, and Andy began to erratically thrust against Melanie's mouth and hands. As Melanie sucked Andy's clit into her mouth, she slid her pinky into Andy's ass that was already well lubricated by the copiously flowing juices.
"Mmmm, feels so good," Andy whimpered. "I'm going to cum so hard," she screamed and Melanie could feel a hot rush of cum explode from the other woman. She greedily drank all she could and proceeded to lick and suck the rest, all the while keeping a steady pace in Andy's pussy with her fingers. Andy's body was shaking as wave after wave of her orgasm swept through her. Melanie's mouth and fingers refused to stop, and Andy clamped her thighs around Melanie's head and gave herself over to pleasure. She entwined her hands through Melanie's hair as she continued to moan.
"Don't stop, baby. I'm going to cum for you again," Andy cried out, her words becoming unintelligible, and Melanie could feel Andy's clit swell under her tongue moments before Andy exploded hot cum into her mouth. Melanie thrust her tongue deep inside Andy's clenching pussy catching most of her lover's cum in her mouth.
Andy pulled Melanie up by her ears to kiss her passionately. Melanie lay between Andy's legs feeling the other woman's juices coating her thigh. Andy held her close, and Melanie lay still, her eyes closed, allowing her lover to take what she needed.
"Mine," Andy whispered lovingly, and Melanie slipped to the side, rolling Andy on top of her.
"Always," Melanie admitted quietly and was rewarded with Andy's beautiful smile.