Lesbian Stepmother (6 page)

They sat in silence for a little while, sipping their
drinks and watching the movie. A doll had apparently come to life
and was chasing the family around the house, slashing at them with a
butcher knife. Junior got it in the belly, his intestines spilling
out onto the carpet.

“
This is more funny than scary,” Abbie said.

“
Maybe because it’s so bright in here. I’ve
never watched a horror movie in the morning.”

“
You think it would be scarier at night?”

“
I would hope so.”

Abbie laughed, gulping down her cocktail. The ice cubes
rattled in the glass. “Man, that was good. Thank you for the
birthday drink.”

Lonna tipped her own glass up, finishing it off. “It
was pretty good, wasn’t it?”

“
I’ll say.” Abbie leaned over,
reaching her hand around Lonna’s head, pulling her close and
kissing her quickly on the mouth. Her lips were cold from the ice.

Lonna was astounded. She looked at Abbie, who had an
enormous grin on her face. “What the heck was that?”

“
A thank-you kiss.”

“
What did I do to deserve it?”

“
Everything.”

Lonna was speechless. She was also very excited. The
kiss had felt wonderful.

“
You okay?” Abbie asked.

“
Yeah. Are you?”

“
I’m great. Thanks to you.”

Lonna giggled. “You know, I was hoping we would
get closer. But never in my wildest dreams did I think we’d
get this close, this fast.”

“
You have wild dreams about me?”

Lonna laughed again. “I didn’t mean it like
that.”

“
I think you did.”

“
I think your drink was too strong.”

“
That glass of juice you gave me? You call that a
drink?”

Lonna smiled affectionately. “I can tell it had
an effect on you.”

Abbie smiled back. “Maybe.” She looked at
the empty glasses on the coffee table. “Anyway, it was
actually very good.”

“
I’m glad you liked it.”

“
Let me put these away.” Abbie stood up and
collected the two glasses. “And let me know if I miss anything
good.”

“
Want me to pause it?”

“
I’d prefer you didn’t.” She
walked away, into the kitchen. Lonna stared after her, noticing for
the first time how beautiful she looked. Her heart was doing a funny
little dance in her chest. She looked back to the TV, trying to put
it out of her mind.

A minute later, Abbie was peeking in at her from the
kitchen doorway. She looked upset. “You’re not going to
believe what just happened.”

Lonna sat up, alarmed. She hadn’t heard a phone
ring, or any noise at all. She couldn’t imagine what Abbie was
referring to. “What?”

Abbie smiled, bringing her hands into view and stepping
back into the living room. “I accidentally made us another
couple of drinks.”

“
Abbie!” Lonna laughed. “You
probably shouldn’t have.”

“
Probably?” She stepped over and handed one
to Lonna. They were made with orange juice this time.

“
Wow, that looks good.” She accepted it and
took a little sip.

“
How is it?” Abbie sat down beside her and
took a sip of her own.

Lonna pulled the glass from her mouth and breathed out
theatrically. “Whoah! Now that’s what I call strong!”

“
You don’t like it?” Abbie looked
almost heartbroken.

Lonna smiled and took another sip. “Did I say
that? It’s delicious!”

Abbie giggled and sat back, taking a drink from her
glass. “Oh, good! I was afraid I fucked them up.”

“
On the contrary. This may be the best
screwdriver I ever had.”

“
Is that what it’s called?”

“
It’s vodka and orange juice, right?”

“
Yup.”

“
That’s a screwdriver.” Lonna took
another sip, the alcohol beginning to register now.

“
No offense, Lonna, but I think I like it better
with the orange juice.”

“
Why would I take offense at that?”

“
No reason. I just know you like it with
cranberry better.” She took a big gulp, belching quietly.
“Excuse me.”

“
You’re excused.” They were looking
at each other, the movie forgotten.

“
Can I ask you something, Lonna?”

“
Of course.”

“
When is your birthday?”

Lonna shook her head, frowning. “Not until
January.”

Abbie looked crushed. “Damn. That’s too
far away.”

“
Too far away for what?”

Abigail paused to take another long sip. She shrugged
her shoulders. “I was just wondering. I kind of want to
return the favor, you know?”

“
What favor?”

Smiling brightly, Abbie slid up against her on the
couch. “Oh, come on! All the nice things you’ve done
for me? Going out of your way to make me feel happy? Saving my
birthday? Buying me the most thoughtful present I ever received?
Coming out of nowhere and becoming the best friend I ever had?”

Lonna was speechless again. Had she done all that? She
hoped so.

Abbie took another sip. “I just want a chance to
pay you back, that’s all. When your birthday does come, it’s
going to be a fuckin’ doozy! That’s a promise.”

Lonna reached forward and set her glass down, sighing
deeply. She looked into Abbie’s eyes. “Abbie, you don’t
need to pay me back for anything. All I ever wanted from you is your
acceptance, and your friendship. And as far as I can tell, you’ve
already given me both.”

“
I have, haven’t I?” Abbie set her
glass down on the table and cuddled up closer to Lonna.

“
Yes, you have. And I couldn’t be happier.”
Lonna slipped her arm around Abbie’s shoulders, smiling at
her.

“
I’m happy, too. For the first time in a
long time.”

“
You know what the best part about this is?”

“
What?”

“
It doesn’t have to end.” Lonna ran
her finger along Abbie’s nose, touching the ring that pierced
her there. “We can be friends forever.”

“
I’d like that.”

“
Me, too.”

Abbie was smiling. “Jesus, Lonna.”

“
What?”

“
I never really noticed it before. Or if I did, I
didn’t pay attention.”

“
What?”

“
You’re really pretty.” Before Lonna
could respond, Abbie pressed her mouth against Lonna’s and drew
her into a deep kiss, wrapping her arms around her and squeezing.

Lonna thought about pulling away, but didn’t
really want to. Instead, she kissed back, pulling Abbie even closer
and welcoming the younger woman’s tongue into her mouth, where
it began wrestling with her own.

Chapter 8

Abbie pulled her mouth away from Lonna’s and then
brought it back, briefly, kissing her on the lips. She smiled at
her, looking into Lonna’s eyes. They were both breathing
faster, their hearts racing. Abbie leaned forward and kissed her
again, biting Lonna’s lower lip and gently pulling it into her
mouth, suckling it.

Lonna’s arms were still wrapped around Abbie, and
now she wrapped them even tighter, stretching them out from her
shoulders and encompassing her as much as she was physically able to,
leaning back on the couch and breathing deeply, inhaling the
intoxicating scent of Abbie’s warm breath.

When Abbie released her lip, Lonna moved in closer,
sliding her cheek against Abbie’s. She then slipped a hand
under Abbie’s nightgown and began rubbing her thigh. Abbie
twisted slightly, just enough to be able to reposition her head so
that she could see Lonna’s face. She was smiling at her. “You
really know how to make a girl feel better.”

“Look who’s talking.”

Abbie kissed her again. “Do you think this is
wrong?”

Lonna thought about it. “Most likely.”

“Do you want to stop?”

“No.”

“Me either.”

“Then don’t, sweetheart.” Lonna
lifted her face to Abbie’s again, engaging her in another long
kiss, this time sliding her tongue into Abbie’s mouth and
twisting on the couch, bringing her legs up and shifting herself
lengthwise. Abbie followed her lead and arranged herself on top of
Lonna, slipping her hands behind Lonna’s head and getting lost
in this new little world they had created.

They kissed for a very long time, their hands exploring
each other exhaustively. After awhile, Lonna had worked Abbie’s
nightgown up high enough to be able to reach her hands into the back
of her underwear and begin massaging her there, the skin soft and
smooth. She slid one hand along the side of her hip and on to the
front, her fingers reaching down until they found Abbie’s
mound. She reached lower, past the soft stubble of pubic hair and to
the slippery folds of her vagina. It was very wet. She ran one
finger along the swollen nub and then slid it partway in.

Abbie gasped, squirming on top of Lonna, kissing her
even deeper. Her own hand shot down and began pulling roughly at
Lonna’s nightgown, yanking it away and diving beneath it. She
angled her hip slightly so that she could reach into Lonna’s
panties and grasp her pussy, rubbing it up and down, almost
feverishly.

Lonna whimpered and began writhing around beneath
Abbie, clutching her harder with one arm as she continued to work her
fingers, sliding two of them deeper and maneuvering them around.

Abbie suddenly twisted her face and began kissing Lonna
on the neck, the throat, the chin. She kissed her all over her face.
“Stick out your tongue,” she whispered.

Lonna stuck it out, continuing to work on Abbie with her
right hand.

Abbie rubbed Lonna harder, and then paused as she
slipped a finger into her wet slit. She slid it in deep, all the way
to her final knuckle.

Lonna moaned loudly, grinning, her tongue still
protruding slightly from between her teeth.

“
Stick it out, Lonna.”

Lonna stuck her tongue out further, as far as she could.
Abbie wrapped her lips around it, sucking it into her mouth and
licking it like a popsicle. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking
Lonna’s tongue in and out of her mouth, the two of them
squirming fervently on the couch, their fingers working diligently.

Lonna pulled her tongue back into her mouth. She was
breathing very hard. “I think I’m going to come,
sweetie.”

“
Me, too,” Abbie panted. Their fingers
worked even faster and then Abbie’s mouth was back over
Lonna’s, their tongues darting around like fish.

“
Oh, god, Abbie!” Lonna came first, her
hips bucking up and down beneath Abbie, her fingers continuing to
work between the younger woman’s legs. Abbie quickly followed,
soft little whimpering cries issuing from her mouth as she ground her
pelvis up and down on top of Lonna. They held each other tightly and
rocked back and forth, allowing the aftereffects of their culmination
to settle.

Abbie kissed Lonna on the mouth, softly, lovingly.

Lonna smiled, squeezing her even tighter. She wanted to
say something, but she didn’t know what, and she didn’t
want to ruin the experience.

Abbie, too, was quiet. She lay her head down on Lonna’s
breast, her heavy breathing beginning to calm. They lay there
holding each other, their heartbeats returning to normal, and soon
Abbie drifted off to sleep.

Lonna smiled as her new friend began to snore softly.
She ran her fingers through Abbie’s sweaty hair and kissed her
forehead. She’d never felt so peaceful.

After a minute she closed her eyes, her arms wrapped
securely around Abbie. She wondered if she could possibly feel any
happier. She sighed, relaxing her whole body, and soon she, too, was
asleep.

Chapter 9

Lonna awoke to an elbow in the ribs.

“
Sorry, Lonna!”

“
It’s okay.”

Abbie had been climbing off her, but now she paused to
kiss her gently on the mouth. “I guess we fell asleep,”
she said.

“
I guess so. What time is it?”

There was a digital clock near the TV, and Abbie glanced
over. “It’s a little after noon.”

“
Wow. That was quite a nap.”

Abbie smiled, settling back down and hugging her new
friend. “I guess we needed it. We wore each other out.”

Lonna giggled, wrapping her arms around Abbie and
wiggling around beneath her. “I’d like to wear you out
more often.”

Abbie kissed her again. “You can wear me out
whenever you’d like.”

Lonna reached down and grabbed Abbie’s crotch
through the thin nightgown. “Don’t tempt me,
sweetheart.”