Lesbian Stepmother (11 page)

Abbie twisted on the bed, smiling, and took one in
each hand. She began caressing them. “They’re so
pretty, Lonna! And so soft! Everything about you is so wonderful!”

“Oh, you’re too sweet.” She leaned
forward and kissed her.

Abbie lowered her head and pressed her mouth to one of
Lonna’s nipples, pulling it in and licking it with little
circular motions. Lonna moaned softly, running her fingers through
Abbie’s hair. After a minute Abbie leaned over further and
took the other one into her mouth, working the nipple with her
tongue.

“My god, Abbie, you’re getting me all wet
again.”

“I hope so. I can’t wait for another taste
of that juice.” She went back to the first breast and
continued her suckling.

Lonna leaned her head back against the wall, elated.
Abbie played with her breasts for several more minutes and then Lonna
gently gripped Abbie’s head, pulling her up and into a kiss.
She slid her tongue into Abbie’s mouth, feeling herself grow
even wetter.

They kissed for a minute, and then Lonna shifted on the
bed, pulling Abbie down so that they were lying across it. Abbie
removed her bra and threw it across the room. Lonna then lowered her
head and began working on Abbie’s breasts, squeezing them and
sucking the nipples into her mouth. They were slightly smaller than
her own, but much more firm. She loved the feel of them in her hands
and in her mouth.

Abbie moaned, rolling around on the bed, her fingers in
Lonna’s hair. “Oh, god, Lonna. That’s so nice.”

“It sure is.” She went back and forth for
a minute, sucking on one and then the other. She pressed them
together and began sucking both nipples at the same time.

Abbie slipped her hand into her panties and began
fingering herself. “I think it’s pretty safe to assume
this is the best birthday I’ll ever have.”

Lonna released Abbie’s breasts and rose up,
kissing her on the mouth. “Don’t assume any such thing,
sweetie. As far as you know, next year we’ll be spending your
birthday on the beaches of Brazil.”

Abbie lifted her head, smiling. “Really?”

Lonna smiled back. “Who knows?”

“That would be wonderful!”

“It sure would. Imagine --” Lonna noticed
Abbie’s hand was tucked into her underwear. She slapped it
playfully. “Hey! No fair!”

Abbie giggled, pulling her hand out.

Darting her head forward, Lonna took Abbie’s
fingers into her mouth and began sucking on them, at the same time
tugging down Abbie’s panties. She got them down around her
knees and Abbie lifted her feet, helping to remove them. Once they
were on the floor, Lonna climbed off the bed and grabbed Abbie’s
ankles, spreading her legs apart and gazing down between them.

“See something you like?” Abbie asked.

Lonna smiled at her. “It seems I’m still a
little bit hungry after all.” She lowered her face down into
Abbie’s crotch and went to work.

Abbie wrapped her legs around Lonna’s head, her
feet on her back. “Oh, Lonna! You’re so --”

A sudden knocking on the door startled them both.
“Hey, you guys still eating?”

Abbie and Lonna looked at each other and laughed. From
between Abbie’s legs, Lonna yelled, “Yes!”

“It’s been half an hour.”

“Go away!” Abbie yelled.

“You can’t stay in there all night.”

“Please,” Lonna said. “Give us some
time. We’re trying to get to know each other better.”

Abbie lay her head back down, covering her mouth and
giggling.

“Why don’t you come out here? I don’t
like this hiding stuff.”

“I’ll be out later,” Lonna said
angrily. “Leave us alone for a little while.”

“Jesus Christ. What about the cake?”

Abbie looked at Lonna. “Cake?”

“I bought you a birthday cake.”

She smiled. “You did?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

Abbie sat up and pulled Lonna into a kiss. “Thank
you so much, Lonna.”

“You’re very welcome, birthday girl.”
Lonna settled down on top of her and they began kissing, their arms
enveloping each other.

Rick knocked again. “What about the cake?”
he said louder. “I want mine now.”

Abbie lifted her head. “LEAVE MY FUCKING CAKE
ALONE!”

“When the hell are we going to have it?” he
asked.

“YOU’RE NOT GETTING ANY!” she
screamed.

Lonna climbed off the bed and yelled at him through the
door. “Would you please leave us alone? You’re ruining
her birthday! Can’t you sense that?”

“I just want some goddamn cake!”

Abbie leaped up and grabbed her boots from the corner,
hurling them at the door. They made a tremendous crash. “LEAVE
MY FUCKING CAKE ALONE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! STOP TORTURING
US!”

“Jesus Christ!” he yelled again. “What
the fuck is wrong with you bitches?”

“FUCK YOU!” Abbie screamed.

“Fucking shit,” Rick mumbled. Seconds
later they heard things being slammed around in the other room.

Lonna went to Abbie and wrapped her arms around her.
She was trembling. “I’m sorry, honey.”

Abbie hugged her back, rubbing her face on Lonna’s
shoulder. “There’s nothing for you to be sorry about.
I’m just so glad you’re here with me.”

“Me, too.”

They held each other for a long time, wondering what
they were going to do.

Chapter 14

After a few minutes, when the tension had settled and
they once more felt comfortable, Lonna turned off the light. She
then removed her blouse and bra, and the two of them returned to the
bed. The erotic mood that had existed only minutes before had been
ruined by Rick, but Abbie and Lonna felt closer than ever. Abbie
stripped off her stockings so that they were each down to only their
underwear, and they pulled the sheet and comforter over them, holding
each other and resting their heads on the soft pillow. They tangled
their legs together and kissed softly in the dark room.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” Abbie
asked.

“Yes.”

“You don’t think he’ll start banging
again?”

“I know he will. I’ll stay with you
anyway.”

Abbie kissed her. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”

They closed their eyes and relaxed, their heads close
enough together so that they could feel each other’s soft
breath on their faces. There was not a lot of room in the twin-sized
bed, but there was enough, and they were very comfortable together.
After several minutes they drifted off to sleep and didn’t
wake up until almost an hour later, when Rick began knocking on the
door again.

Abbie shifted, pulling her arm from beneath Lonna’s
neck. “What the hell,” she whispered.

Lonna lifted her head. “Sounds like he’s
at it again.”

From the other side of the door came Rick’s
voice. “I’ve had about enough of this. Open this door.”

“Go away!” Abbie yelled.

“No! Open up! No more games!”

“Something tells me he’s going to need to
be dealt with,” Lonna said quietly.

“What should we do?”

“I don’t know.” She climbed out of
bed and began rummaging on the floor for her clothing.

“You’re not leaving me, are you?”

“No, honey. I just need to --”

Rick pounded the door. “Open up! I’m
going to take this door right off the hinges if you two don’t
open it!”

“Hang on!” Lonna screamed. “Give me
a fucking minute!”

“Open it now!”

Abbie slipped out of bed and began looking for
something to put on. “God, I hate this asshole more and more
every hour.”

“I can hear you in there, you know,” Rick
said.

“Who gives a shit?” yelled Abbie.

“Open up!”

Lonna had her pants and blouse back on . She looked
over at Abbie, who was pulling on a t-shirt, her legs still bare.
She waited until Abbie had the shirt completely on, and then unlocked
the door.

It opened at once, Rick shoving it forward and poking
his head in. He quickly surveyed the room. “What the hell are
you two doing in here?”

Lonna clutched her throat, grimacing painfully. “I
fell asleep on the floor. What the hell is the problem?”

He looked from Lonna to Abbie and back again. “Since
when the hell do the two of you get along so well, anyhow?”

Abbie glared at him, not saying a word.

“What the hell are you talking about?”
Lonna croaked. She wasn’t sure how well her sore throat act
was coming off, but didn’t want to abandon it if she didn’t
have to. “I came in to bring her dinner, remember?”

“Yeah. But that was a couple hours ago. What
are you still doing in here?”

“I told you, I fell asleep on the floor. I feel
like shit.”

He looked at her. “Why don’t you lay down
in your bed? Why Abbie’s floor?”

“Because it’s her birthday! I didn’t
want to leave her alone, and you keep making her feel worse.”

“Something funny is going on. I can feel it.”

“What the hell do you think we’re doing?”
Abbie asked angrily. “Shooting heroine?”

“I don’t know what you’re doing.”
His eyes scanned the room again, trying to figure it out. “Two
days ago I couldn’t get you two to eat dinner in the same room,
and now you’re both hiding out in here together. You have to
admit, it’s suspicious. What the hell is that?”

Lonna followed his gaze and saw he’d discovered
the iPad. She rubbed her throat some more. “Just a little
something I picked up for Abbie’s birthday. Why don’t
you --”

“Is that an iPad?”

“I got it on sale,” Lonna offered. “Half
price, used.”

Rick looked suddenly furious. “Why didn’t
you tell me about this? I specifically told you I’m not
getting her one of those!”

“You didn’t!” Abbie yelled. “Lonna
did! Fucking asshole!”

He turned to her. “You stay quiet! This is
between me and Lonna!”

“Leave her alone! Don’t fucking yell at
her for buying me a birthday present!”

“I said to stay quiet!”

“Fuck you!”

Rick made a sudden move as if to hit her, and Abbie
flinched, ducking her head.

“Don’t you dare!” Lonna screamed.

He turned to her. “That sore throat really seems
to come and go.”

“It hurts like hell! I can still use it. I
can’t believe you were going to hit her!”

“I wasn’t. I was just trying to scare her,
so she’ll stop yelling ’fuck you’ at me.”

“Pretending to hit her isn’t likely to
accomplish that. Why the hell don’t you try being nice,
instead?”

Rick stared at her. “I want to know about this
iPad. Why would you buy her such a thing?”

“Because she needs it for school. And because I
care about her.”

“Since when?”

“Since always. We’ve just recently started
getting along better, and now you seem outraged by it. It makes no
sense!”

“I’m outraged because the two of you are
hiding something. Don’t pretend you’re not. You don’t
come in here hanging out and eating dinner and falling asleep.”

“I did tonight. For the first time. How does
that constitute hiding something? You should try listening to
yourself. Just what is it you think we’re hiding, anyway?”

“Well, you were hiding that computer, for one.”

“Only because I knew you’d get mad. But
she needs it.”

“She does not.”

“I do so!” Abbie shouted. “You never
fucking listen to me!”

He looked at them in turn. “So that’s what
this is all about? That stupid computer?”

Lonna nodded. “I was trying to help her set it
up. We weren’t going to tell you about it.”

Rick seemed to relax slightly. “You could have
told me. I didn’t know you could get them for half price. You
should have told me before you even bought it.”

“It was my money. And I just bought it yesterday
at work. A friend of mine in the other office got a new one, and
sold me her old one.” Lonna was impressed with her ability to
fabricate convincingly on the spot. She’d never really done it
before.

“I know you’re going to be pissed off at me
when I pass my classes now,” Abbie said coldly. “But I
think it makes more sense this way.”

“I was never against you having the computer,”
he said. “My point was that it was too expensive for a
birthday gift. If I’d have known about getting them used, I
probably would have. You had me convinced you needed the newest and
best one.”