Memory Lane
(That Thursday Afternoon Part Three)
By Mavis Applewater
August 2002
Disclaimers: Yes Iím well aware of who they look like and trust me it isnít them. The characters and story are the sole possession of the author and may not be posted, reproduced or sold without the authorís permission. So there! If stories containing graphic sexual depictions of two consenting adult women are not something that interests you do us all a favor and do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view such material then do me a favor and do not read this until it is no longer a crime for you do so.
As always this is for Heather.
Part One
Gelya yawned as she shuffled out of her bedroom. She turned on the coffee maker and then powered up the computer to check her email. As she sifted thru the email and waited for the coffee to brew she noticed the crumpled invitation lying next to the computer. She sighed heavily as she looked at once again. ìI donít want to go.î She muttered as it dangled from her hand above the trash bucket. She grimaced as she tossed it once again onto her desk. ìI should just throw it out.î She grunted, as it seemed to be taunting her.
After responding to her email she got up to check on the coffee. Her emerald eyes once again drifting to the invitation that sat there on her desk. She knew she didnít throw it out because Brenna wanted to go. ìOf course she wants to go.î Gelya grumbled as she poured herself a cup of coffee filling it with an excessive amount of sugar and cream. ìShe was the most popular girl in school. Everyone loved her. Including me.î Gelya chuckled as she wondered how the class of ë87 would react if they knew that their precious Home Coming Queen lost her virginity to the quiet girl who was there only because she was smart enough to get a scholarship?
Gelya pondered the thought as she went into the bathroom and prepared to take her shower. Once she was submerged in the gentle hot mist of the shower she wondered if she should go to the alumni dinner just to show them up. Gelya wasnít by nature a petty person. It was just that Covington was a small town that was inhabited by either very rich or very poor people. There was no middle class per say. The two distinctively different economies were literally divided by the railroad tracks.
Gelya and her family lived on one side and Brenna and her fellow classmates lived on the other. Gelya was bright and hard working. It paid off when she got a scholarship to St. Marks the parochial school on the out skirts of town. Gelya was poor, studious and protestant. It didnít matter the public school was a war zone and St. Marks was her ticket to college. She didnít care that her fellow classmates shunned her solely based on her economic standing. She was there to get a good education. What she hadnít counted on was the one person who was nice to her. Brenna McKenzie was the only one who would even bother to say hello to her in the hallways of the imposing stone buildings of St. Marks.
ìI did like the way she looked in that cute little skirt.î Gelya sighed happily as she stepped out of the shower. She blushed as she wrapped her body in her navy blue terry cloth robe and made her way back into the kitchen for a refill. She loved to run her hands up under Brennaís pleated skirt. It still filled her with desire thinking about those stolen moments they shared. She poured a second cup of coffee after preparing her own. This cup was black with no sugar. ìDisgusting.î Gelya said as she crinkled her nose at the offending beverage and carefully balanced both mugs as she made her way back to her bedroom.
She carefully placed both cups of coffee on the nightstand and leaned over the naked woman wrapped in a sheet. ëI wonder how old Huey would take if he knew that his prom date is naked in my bed?í She pondered gleefully as she brushed a strand of raven hair from her loverís brow. ìBrenna sweetie itís time to get up.î Gelya cooed softly as Brenna tried to pull the sheet up over her head. Gelya smiled at her loverís antics. Brenna was not a morning person. In fact she could be down right nasty until she was properly caffeinated. ìBrenna.î She repeated in a more forceful tone. ìWe need to get ready for work.î She encouraged her grumbling lover.
ìDonít want to.î The tall woman whimpered as she rolled over exposing her bare backside.
ìI do so love the mornings.î Gelya smirked as she ran her fingertips down Brennaís back. The brunette released a throaty moan as Gelyaís hands drifted further down her body. Brenna rolled over her crystal blue eyes capturing Gelya in a smoky gaze. Gelyaís soon drifted down to Brennaís firm full breasts that were now exposed by the brunette lowering the sheet. Gelya smiled mischievously as her small hand drifted to swell of Brennaís breasts.
The sharp intake of breath emanating from Brenna further fueled the blondeís desires. ìI love it when you stay over.î Gelya confessed as she slowly began to roll one of Brennaís nipples between two of her fingers. ìSo do I.î Brenna responded in a breathy tone as she rolled over onto her side. Brennaís naked body brushed slightly against the soft cotton of Gelyaís robe.
The blonde cupped her loverís face and drew her in for a lingering kiss. ìGood Morning.î She offered brightly as the kiss reluctantly ended.
ìGood Morning.î Brenna responded with a brilliant smile of her own. ìIs that coffee I smell?î
ìUh.î Gelya scoffed as she pulled slightly away. ìFine toss me aside for a cup of coffee.î She teased as she climbed slightly off of the bed. Brenna gently tugging on the tie on her robe halted her movement.
ìCome back to bed.î Brenna urged her in a sultry tone.
Gelya considered the thought but the glaring red numbers on her alarm clock brought alerted her that there just wasnít enough time. ìItís getting late.î Gelya reluctantly noted as she pulled away from her pouting loverís touch.
ìFine.î Brenna whimpered. ìCoffee?î
ìOn the night stand.î Gelya informed her as she crossed the room to gather her clothing for her workday.
ìMaybe we can have lunch together?î Brenna suggested eagerly as she climbed out of bed and sipped her coffee.
Gelyaís lips curled into a scowl. She had plans and Brenna was well aware of the fact that she had plans. ìI have plans.î She responded in a flat tone.
ìThatís right.î Brenna grumbled. ìLunch with him.î
ìHe has a name.î Gelya grunted once again failing to understand why Brenna didnít like her socializing with Brian.
ìBrian.î Brenna corrected herself as she tossed on an old t-shirt she kept at Gelyaís. ìIím sorry Baby.î Brenna offered with sincerity. ìI donít dislike Brian. Itís just that well you were married to him.î
ìAnd I divorced him because I didnít love him.î Gelya explained not for the first time.
ìI know its silly.î Brenna conceded. ìAnd I have to admit that Brian is a really nice guy. Maybe its because your parents still refer to him as your husband every chance they get.î
Gelya couldnít argue the point. Her parents liked Brenna but still they did make a habit out of mentioning her ex-husband around her lover. As much as they accepted her and her lifestyle it was no secret that they hoped that she and Brian would get back together. A part of Gelya was angered by Brennaís comment since despite their misgivings she and her lover were welcome in their home. There was never a mention of visiting the McKenzie clan. Granted Brennaís family lived back in Covington and Gelya had bought her parents a nice home nearby. Still the few times Brenna had to visit it wasnít mentioned bringing her lover along. ìThey are trying Brenna.î Gelya responded coldly.
ìI know.î Brenna conceded. ìThey do really try to make me feel comfortable. In time Iím certain that they will give up on you going back to Brian. In the meantime it hurts me just a little.î Brenna made her way across the bedroom and came up behind Gelya. The blonde smiled as she felt her loverís arms wrapping around her waist. ìIt is far too beautiful a morning to start off this way.î Brenna whispered in her ear sending delightful tremors up and down Gelyaís tiny body. ìIím sorry. Enjoy your lunch with Brian.î She added as she began to nibble on Gelyaís neck.
ìWhy donít you come over tonight?î Gelya suggested hopefully. Her smile quickly vanished as she felt Brennaís body tensing. ìNow itís my turn to be sorry. You have to pack for the trip this weekend.î
ìWe both could be packing if you would change your mind and join me.î Brenna suggested. ìIt is your reunion too.î
ìIím not going.î Gelya responded with grumble.
ìI wish you would talk to me about this.î Brenna urged her.
ìI just donít want to go.î Gelya offered flatly as her stomach became uneasy.
Brenna seemed to accept her decision as she placed a tender kiss on the top of Gelyaís head before leaving to take a shower. Gelya knew that she should tell Brenna how she was feeling. How back in high school she wasnít treated badly she was simply ignored. And how the one person who mattered kept the love that they shared hidden like it was a shameful secret.
Part Two
ìWhatís wrong?î Brian questioned her as she slid into the seat across from him at the chain restaurant.
ìNothing.î She lied as she accepted the menu from the waitress.
ìGelya.î He pushed as his brow crinkled.
ìBrenna and I just had a tense morning.î She offered hoping to change the subject. The conversation from this morning had been troubling her all day. ìAnd before you say anything it was not because Iím so perky in the morning.î She threatened him.
ìGelya you are beyond perky in the morning.î Brian chuckled. ìSo what happened? Is it because of me?î
Gelya grimaced she had always hated how over observant her ex-husband was. Sometimes she wished that they had shared the normal painful divorce like the rest of the world. She just couldnít allow that to happen. Brian in many ways was her best friend. It broke her heart when she had to leave him. ìIt started out that way.î Gelya confessed. ìShe was uncomfortable with my meeting you for lunch. I donít understand it. She likes you.î
ìGelya.î He groaned. ìIím your ex-husband. Of course it is going to be awkward at times. At times hearing about Brenna doesnít exactly put a spring in my step. Then again Brenna is . . .î
ìYou are not going to tell me how hot my girlfriend is again.î Gelya scolded
him. It amused her that Brian was so enamored with Brenna. Her past loves only
seemed to ruffle his feathers. But one look at Brenna and all he could say was;
ëNow I get it.í
ìShe is.î Brian bluntly stated.
ìI know.î Gelya laughed with a slight blush. ìAnyhoo the problem is the alumni dinner.î
ìWhat alumni dinner?î He encouraged her as they placed their orders.
ìIt is a dinner dance thing for my old high school at the country club.î Gelya explained.
ìSounds like fun.î Brian offered in response.
ìAre you insane?î Gelya spat back. ìThose people treated me like dirt just because they came from money and I didnít.î
ìSo donít go.î Brian responded in confusion. ìOr go and show everyone what a success you are. And walking in with Brenna on your arm would certainly put them in their place.î
ìI wasnít good enough then why should I bother?î Gelya responded in a curt tone as her stomach clenched once again.
ìThen donít go.î Brian reasoned.
ìIím not.î Gelya answered flatly. ìBrenna can go without me.î
ìOkay Iím lost here.î Brian said in a baffled tone. ìWhy would Brenna go to your reunion?î
Gelya took a sip of water, as she wondered why she had never mentioned to Brian that she knew Brenna in high school? ìWe went to high school together.î Gelya explained.
ìReally?î Brian blinked with surprise. ìYou said you had a past I just never thought it went back that far. Wait you were her lover back in high school?î
ìYes.î Gelya confirmed.
ìFrom what you said about your home town that couldnít have been easy.î Brian noted thoughtfully.
ìIt was hell.î Gelya responded softly. ìShe was the most popular girl in school and I was a nobody. Now you see why I donít want to go? Especially since the McKenzieís are sponsoring the event. Her parents never liked me because I was from the wrong side of town. Damn the closest I ever got to the Briarwood Country Club was when I worked in the kitchen.î
ìAnd Brenna was a member.î Brian concluded. ìI think you should go.î
ìHavenít you been listening?î Gelya groused. ìI had to wash her and her friends dirty dishes and then sneak into her house so she could screw me. I was Brenna McKenzieís dirty little secret. I wonít be again.î
ìThen stop acting like you are.î Brian informed her in a slow careful voice. Gelyaís jaw dropped in shock. ìThatís the problem isnít it? The two of you had to hide everything. Do you honestly think Brenna ever viewed you that way? Do you think she does now? Or do you think she is going to walk into that country club with her head held high because you are on her arm? Have you even talked to her about this?î
ìI hate you.î She grumbled as she felt the weight of the truth crashing down around her. This was what had been upsetting her. It was the fear of once again being hidden away and treated like she didnít matter. All of those awful feelings of insecurity that had ended their teenage romance were still haunting her. The memory of making love to Brenna in front of that fireplace only to be escorted out the back door and cast out into the cold dark night. She cried as she walked home feeling ashamed of who she was.
Part Three
After a long painful discussion with Brian, Gelya made her way back to her office. Her hand rested on the knob to her office door as she looked over to the closed office door next to her own. She sighed deeply as she released her grip on the doorknob. Feeling battle weary she made her way to the office door next to her own. She knocked lightly praying that the occupant was away.
ìCome in.î Brennaís voice greeted her.
Brennaís face lit up at the sight of Gelya entering her office. ëNow how could I have doubted her?í She asked herself as she smiled in return. ìHi.î Brenna greeted her brightly as the blonde closed the door behind her and crossed the small office and perched herself on Brennaís desk.
ìHi yourself.î Gelya responded as she leaned in and kissed her. Gelyaís brow wrinkled as she noticed the opened package of peanut butter crackers that must have come out of the vending machine. ìTell me that isnít your lunch.î She chastised her lover.
ìI . . . Uhm . . .î Brenna stammered in a guilty manner. ìSpeaking of lunch how was yours?î
ìDonít change the subject.î Gelya scolded her. ìYou donít eat right.î Brenna sighed heavily conceding the point. ìAnd lunch was fine thank you for asking.î
ìAnd how is Brian?î Brenna offered in a sincere tone.
ìHeís good.î Gelya supplied with a shy smile knowing that her lover was really trying. ìHe did read me the riot act though.î
ìWhat for?î Brenna blurted out defensively.
ìFor not going to the alumni dinner.î Gelya responded quietly.
ìI see.î Brenna responded thoughtfully as she leaned back in her chair. ìAre you ready to talk about this? Youíve been on edge since the invitation arrived and I said I was going.î
ìOf course you are going.î Gelya fumed. She quickly collected herself. ìIím sorry. Brenna you and I have very different memories of high school.î
ìI know.î Brenna agreed.
ìI donít think you do.î Gelya began to explain. ìYou were Miss Popularity and I had no friends.î
ìOf course you did.î Brenna argued as her brow creased in thought.
ìNo.î Gelya responded as Brennaís eyes widened in surprise. ìThere was no one.î
ìWe were friends.î Brenna pointed out.
ìWe were loverís.î Gelya corrected her. ìAnd when we hung out together it caused talk. And problems. And eventually it led to our break up. Iím afraid that if I go to the reunion that Iíll be invisible once again. Iím terrified that you will once again deny me and hide our love for one another. Back then I was so ashamed.î
ìOf me?î Brenna blurted out fearfully.
ìNo.î Gelya reassured her. ìOf me. I was your secret. I loved every moment we had together and then hated myself afterward. It was like I wasnít good enough to be with you. I think that may have been why I tried to convince myself that I was straight later in life.î
ìI loved you.î Brenna asserted. ìYou were everything to me. I was a coward who let that slip away. And despite what you think, it would have been the same if we lived in the same part of town. Covington is a small town filled with small minds and unfortunately I let it control me. Iím going back because I do have friends back there, who I stopped hiding the truth from a very long time ago. I would be proud to walk in with you on my arm. Iíve been given a second chance on the best thing in my life. I love you.î
ìI love you too.î Gelya sighed with relief as Brenna opened a bottom draw on her desk. Gelya looked at her with curiosity, as she wondered what at that particular moment was so fascinating. Her emerald eyes widen in surprise as Brenna plopped the ragged Tigger onto the top of her desk.
ìHe goes everywhere with me.î Brenna explained softly. ìIíve had a devil of a time keeping him hidden since youíve come back into my life. Wouldnít want you to think Iím sentimental or something.î
ìNo we couldnít have that now could we?î Gelya laughed as she picked up the stuffed animal she bought for Brenna over her last Christmas break in high school. ìGod that was a magical night.î Gelya sighed at the happier part of the memory.
ìYes it was.î Brenna smiled in return. Just as quickly the smile slipped from Brennaís chiseled features. ìUntil I sent you away. Rushed you out the back door like I always did.î
ìWhat were you suppose to do?î Gelya argued. ìSay hey Mom and Dad Iím in the family room making love to another girl? Iím certain that would have made quite an impression. I understand the whys. Trust me intellectually I really do understand everything.î
ìBut I hurt you.î Brenna protested.
ìAnd I hurt you.î Gelya added. ìI thought we were past this. Itís silly. Iím all grown up and something as simple as the class reunion can make me feel like an awkward teenager.î
ìYou werenít.î Brenna reassured her. ìTo me you were the most beautiful girl in the world. For four long years every time I saw you my breathing would catch.î Gelya looked at her with disbelief. ìGelya itís true. It took me almost four years to work up the courage to speak to you. I felt so lame that afternoon when I approached you and asked if you wanted to study together. I was so nervous. My palms were all sweaty and I was certain that my knees were knocking.î
Gelya smiled as she slipped from the desk onto Brennaís lap. ìIs it any wonder why I love you?î She whispered softly as she reclaimed Brennaís soft lips. A surge of desire rushed thru Gelyaís body as she teased Brennaís bottom lip. Her lover moaned as she parted her lips inviting Gelya in for a sweet gentle exploration. Gelya was lost in the sensation of their tongues wrapping around one another as her small hands drifted down the front of Brennaís blouse.
She felt Brennaís nipple pressing against the palm of her hand. ìOh this is too good to resist.î Gelya moaned as the kiss ended.
ìSomeone could walk in.î Brenna cautioned her as Gelya began to unbutton her blouse.
ìI know.î Gelya responded in a hungry tone as she began to nibble on Brennaís neck.
Brenna moaned deeply as Gelyaís mouth continued to feast upon her neck and her fingers dipped beneath the lacy material of her bra. Gelya slid her body down a little further and pushed the material of Brennaís bra down. Gelya shifted herself until her eager mouth could capture Brennaís nipple. She suckled Brennaís nipple hungrily while one of the brunetteís hands slid up under her skirt.
Gelya felt her pantyhose being lower as she teased Brennaís nipple with her teeth and her tongue. She felt Brennaís body arching into her own as her fingers slipped below the elastic band of Gelyaís panties. Brennaís long fingers dipped into her wetness and began to tease her throbbing clit. Gelya lifted her body and allowed Brenna to lower her onto the desk. Brenna pressed her body against Gelyaís trembling form and kissed her deeply.
Her lover entered her aching center as Gelya lay across her desk as they lost themselves in the passionate kiss. Brenna plunged in and out of her wetness while Gelya wrapped her legs around her loverís waist. Gelyaís body was pressed against the cool surface of her loverís desk while Brennaís fingers filled her completely and her thumb stroked her clit. ìI love touching you.î Brenna growled into her ear as she took Gelya harder. ìMake me cum for you.î Gelya whimpered as her hips thrust against Brennaís touch.
Gelya heard items crashing to floor and didnít care as her body arched. It was the middle of the day and anyone could walk in, still the blonde didnít care. All she wanted was to loose herself in Brenna. She climaxed against her loverís body kissing Brenna deeply to mask her passionate screams. She felt the waves of pleasure slipping thru her body as Brennaís touch left her.
Kissing her lover deeper and more urgently she guided Brenna up. Never breaking the kiss she seated her lover in her leather chair. She finally tore her hungry lips from Brennaís. ìYou know what I want.î She growled in her loverís ear. Brennaís sensual moan told her she wanted the same. Gelya sank to her knees. Gelya knelt on the carpeted floor before her lover and ran her hands up along Brennaís firm thighs and up under her skirt. Brennaís breathing grew ragged as she lifted her hips and slipped closer to Gelya.
The blonde slipped her loverís skirt up and then lowered her loverís pantyhose and underwear down to her ankles. Gelya stared deeply into her loverís eyes as she caressed her firm backside. Brennaís thighs parted as Gelya brought her passion to her. Brennaís arousal filled her senses as Gelya lowered her mouth to Brennaís desire. Gelya moaned in pleasure, as she tasted Brennaís desire. She caressed Brennaís firm flesh as she suckled her clit into her mouth. She feasted upon her lover and lost herself in the taste of Brennaís wetness.
She could see Brennaís knuckles turning white from clutching the arms of the chair as Gelya teased her clit with her teeth and her tongue. She held Brenna steady while her tongue flickered across her clit. Brennaís thrashing increased as her hips swayed in rhythm with Gelyaís tongue. She could feel Brennaís thighs trembling against her skin as she buried herself deeper inside Brennaís wetness. Brennaís stifled cries filled her as she felt her loverís climax trembling thru her long body.
Gelya rested her head on Brennaís thigh as she allowed her lover to catch her breath. ìI feel so much better.î She offered as she kissed Brennaís quivering skin. Finally they stood and adjusted their clothing. Both blushed when the saw the mess on the floor. Almost everything that was on Brennaís desk was now on the floor including the Tigger. ìWell Iím glad he ended up on the floor he is much to young to witness what we were doing.î Gelya commented wryly as they put Brennaís desk back in order.
ìI need to get back to work.î Brenna noted with a hint of disappointment. ìIím going to have to bring the Anderson file home with me as it is.î
ìIíll stop over and give you a hand.î Gelya offered. ìItís a stuff job and I know you have to pack tonight.î
ìThank you.î Brenna accepted as she placed a tender kiss on Gelyaís cheek. ìIíll order some take out.î
ìShould I bring my jammies?î Gelya teased.
ìYou donít wear any jammies.î Brenna responded with a seductive smile. ìActually just bring your laptop. Iíve had your black suit cleaned and you have a toothbrush there.î
ìIíll see you tonight.î Gelya promised with a kiss before leaving her loverís office.
Gelya returned to her own office after reluctantly washing up in the ladies room and began working on her own accounts. Her thoughts drifted to spending the night at Brennaís. What Brenna had said about her having everything she needed for the morning already there suddenly hit her. It was true they both had belongings at the otherís home so that they could easily spend the night. ìHalf her stuff is at my place and half my stuff is at her place.î She pondered. ìSo why am I so nervous about letting the world know that I want all of our stuff in our place?î Gelya shivered for a moment as she realized that they were definitely heading towards a more permanent relationship. She rolled her eyes at the sudden wave of panic. ìOkay just think this thru.î She instructed herself. ìWeíve been back together for awhile now and things are great. So could I wake up next to her for the rest of my life?î A bright smile emerged. ìOh yeah.î She gleefully confessed.
Part Four
Gelya was stretched out on Brennaís bed clad in jeans and a tank top. She poured over the numbers flitting across the screen of her laptop. ìWhat a mess.î She grumbled as her lover stared blankly into her closet.
ìIíve been meaning to clean.î Brenna offered meekly.
ìI was referring to the Anderson account.î Gelya corrected her as she looked over at Brenna and the mess she had created. ìBut now that you mention it . . .î She teased the scowling brunette. ìAnyhoo I was just wondering if Anderson will be able to pay our bill? How did they get so far into the hole so quickly?î She looked over at her lover when something from inside the closet caught her eye. ìIs that what I think it is?î She asked excitedly as she set her laptop aside and hopped up off of the bed.
ìWhat a dust bunny the size of Montana?î Brenna teased. ìProbably.î
ìNo silly.î Gelya chuckled as she brushed past her and climbed into the walk in closet. ìThis!î She exclaimed as she emerged from the closet holding the garment wrapped in plastic in front of her.
ìOh Lord I thought I got rid of that.î Brenna grumbled as she relieved Gelya of the old school uniform and tossed it onto the bed.
ìDoes it still fit?î Gelya inquired eagerly.
ìDoes it what?î Brenna asked in bewilderment. ìI donít know. Oh wait now I remember why I still have it, I wanted to wear it to a Halloween party a few years ago.î
ìDoes it fit?î Gelya repeated urgently.
ìNo.î Brenna scoffed with a chuckle. ì In fact I recall being quite humiliated when I tried it on. I had to wear something else. I should donate it to the Salvation Army or something.î
ìNo!î Gelya whimpered.
ìSweetie itís just my school uniform.î Brenna reasoned. ìWhat is the big deal?î Gelya shifted nervously as she watched her loverís face brighten in understanding. ìYou twisted little blonde.î Brenna began to laugh. ìDoes somebody want to play dress up?î
ìYes.î Gelya informed her directly. ìBrenna, you have no idea just how hot you were in that outfit.î
ìNot half as hot you were in yours.î Brenna responded in a husky tone. ìTell you what if you can find your old uniform weíll have ourselves our own little reunion.î
ìIíll pay a visit to Mom.î Gelya promised as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. ìShe never throws anything out.î Brenna wrapped her arms around her and the two soon found themselves kissing passionately. ìI should get back to work.î Gelya said with reluctance as she pulled away from Brennaís warm embrace.
ìI need to get cracking on this packing.î Brenna grumbled. ìItís only for the weekend but still Iíll need some causal stuff and a gown for the dinner.î
ìIf someone was going to go what should they bring?î Gelya hedged as she climbed back up onto the bed.
ìAre you considering going?î Brenna inquired in a gentle tone.
ìYes.î Gelya sighed still not comfortable with the idea. ìSo if I go what do I need to bring?î
ìThereís a cocktail party on Friday night.î Brenna informed her. ìSo something dressy your teal pant suit would be great plus it shows off your eyes. I was planning on being late since I having dinner with my parents that night. Then there is the golf tournament and tennis tournaments on Saturday morning. Iím entered in the tennis tournament so something casual but no jeans since it is at Briarwood.î
ìIíll pass.î Gelya grunted. ìNot that I donít adore seeing you all sweaty.î
ìIts for charity.î Brenna offered in encouragement and then began to chew on her bottom lip nervously.
ìCharity?î Gelya pressed sensing her loverës sudden reluctance. ìSo the players fees and attendance tickets go to support which fine charitable organization?î
ìThe scholarship fund.î Brenna offered in an apologetic tone.
ìI already give to the scholarship fund.î Gelya noted in a flat tone. ìSince most of the alumni including your father wants to do away with it.î
ìI know.î Brenna conceded. ìI give to it as well. In fact I helped put these tournaments together. I know a lot of the pinheads back in Covington donít want the scholarship. But they do like trying to show one another up. They donít mind paying for the bragging rights they get if they win the trophy.î
ìIt is a good thing you are doing.î Gelya responded with sincerity. ìStill Iíll pass on sitting in the stands with the matrons of Covington. I will however mentally cheer you on in the hopes that you finally kick Buffy Spenserís fat ass. So then a gown for the dinner and then what?î
ìBrunch with my family.î Brenna added. ìAnd by my family I mean my parents, George and his wife sans the children because the two hundred other guests will be my Dadís cronies, a bunch of annoying politicians and every one of influence in Covington.î
ìOh joy.î Gelya grumbled. ìI donít know about this. It seems like a lot of time with your parents, who if I may be so bold as to point out hated me fifteen years ago. And thatís when they were clueless as to why we studied together so much. Of course we werenít really studying.î She added with a smirk. ìHow are they going to treat me now when they find out that we are together.î
ìThey already know.î Brenna explained.
ìWhat?î Gelya questioned in surprised.
ìI told them months ago.î Brenna explained with confidence as Gelya blinked with shock. ìSweetie our relationship makes me happier than I have ever been in my life. Of course I told my family.î
ìAnd how did they take it?î Gelya inquired cautiously.
ìThey hate it.î Brenna said with a shrug. ìWhich was an added bonus in telling them. Now before you go ballistic you have to know that it isnít you or your pedigree. Itís simply your gender. I could walk in with Princess Di on my arm and they would still freak.î
ìWell she was a divorced foreigner and now of course sheís dead.î Gelya reasoned. ìSo I could understand the problem with that one. So where would we be staying?î
ìThe St. Augustine.î Brenna offered.
ìNice place.î Gelya complimented her.
ìIt is isnít it?î Brenna agreed.
ìOh yeah Mom was a chamber maid there.î Gelya explained.
ìOh?î Brenna responded in a shameful tone. ìIím sorry I could book us another room.î
ìThank you.î Gelya smiled. ìBut what are kidding that place is fabulous. Iíd love to stay there. I just want to know if Iím the reason you are not staying with your parents.î
ìI never stay with my parents.î Brenna scoffed. ìIt has been made painfully clear that I am not welcome to sleep in their home unless I change. The last time I slept in my parents home was the night before I came out to them.î
ìSo why are we going?î Gelya questioned.
ìBecause despite my parents and some others there are really nice people living that will be more than happy to see the both of us.î Brenna explained honestly. ìIncluding my brother.î
ìOh right my prom date.î Gelya gasped. ìAlmost forgot about that.î
ìShould be some fun.î Brenna laughed as she crawled up next to Gelya.
ìI need to think about this.î Gelya offered.
ìIf you donít want to go I understand.î Brenna offered in a comforting tone. ìBut you were one of the best people in that town before you became a success. And now maybe itís time to show everyone just that. Plus I get to walk into the dance with the best looking girl in school.î
Part Five
Gelya and Brenna were happily making out on the king size bed in the room at The St. Augustine Hotel when a knock on the door disrupted their bliss. They had only arrived a short while ago and hadnít begun to unpack when the decided to test out the bed. ìWho can that be?î Brenna grumbled as they straightened their clothing. Brenna opened the door as Gelya climbed off of the bed.
Her emerald eyes widened when an attractive woman with shoulder length brown curly hair brushed pasted Brenna. Her lover seemed unfazed by the womanís action. ìYour father is a jackass.î The woman spat out as she flopped down on one of the cushioned embroider chairs in their room. ìTell me something I donít know.î Brenna clipped as she allowed the tall dark haired blue-eyed man Gelya did recognize step into the room. ëMy goodness George you certainly did grow up nice.í She noted as the young man smiled at her.
ìIím Wendy by the way.î The woman explained as she held out her hand to the befuddled blonde.
ìGelya.î The accountant responded in kind as she accepted the energetic womanís hand.
ìGelya?î Wendy beamed. ìGeorge come here you owe this woman an apology.î She commanded as Gelya watched in wonderment while Brenna and George simply smiled. ìAnother jackass must run in the family.î Wendy continued to grouse as George smiled.
ìIt is her word for the day.î George explained as he approached Gelya. ìBut as usual my dear wife is right. I do owe you an apology.î
ìGeorge it was a long time ago.î Gelya offered seeing the sincerity in his brilliant blue eyes.
ìGelya what I did was abdominal.î George argued. ìNot to mention disrespectful. I do not treat women that way and I am not raising my sons to behave in such a despicable manner.î
ìThank you.î Gelya responded as her mouth slightly hung open. It was more than apparent that George was no longer the goofy teenager who told every guy at school that he had gotten lucky with her at her prom, and in his place was confident sensitive man.
ìGood boy.î Wendy complimented her husband.
ìWell Iím an adult now and understand what I did.î George added warmly. ìPlus now that I have two daughters of my own it certainly changes a manís views on things.î George quickly reached into his jacket and pulled out his wallet and showed Gelya the pictures of his four children. ìOur little angels.î George said proudly.
ìTerrorist is more like it.î Wendy laughed. ìThis is our oldest Brennan, and these are the twins Mary and Grace and of course this one who is trying to hide from the camera is our youngest Jefferson.î
ìIíve heard all about them from their Auntie Brenna.î Gelya explained. ìThey are beautiful.î Both Wendy and George blushed at the compliment. ìDid you bring them?î
ìNo.î Wendy groaned. ìAccording to George Sr. children should only be seen when necessary. And then they should only be seen and not heard. I swear I donít know how the two of you survived growing up in that house? Needless to say I donët get along with my in-laws.î
ìReally?î Gelya said with a smirk. ìAnd why is that?î
ìI speak.î Wendy noted drolly.
Gelya had never realized just how stifling the McKenzie childrenís upbringing had been. Her own parents showed her off as much as possible and always encouraged her to be her own person. Despite their obvious discomfort with her lifestyle they let her know that she was loved. And Brenna was only allowed in their home when it they commanded her presence. ìWell dinner should be fun.î Gelya offered with amusement. George looked down at his shoes as Wendy began to grind her teeth.
ìActually thatís why we are here.î Wendy began to explain in a bitter tone.
ìLet me guess.î Brenna began with an exasperated sigh. ìUnless I arrive with what they consider an appropriate escort Iím to come alone.î Her eyes darkened with anger. ìWell Gelya I guess we are going out to eat tonight.î
ìWith us.î George asserted. ìI told father that you would never leave your partner behind and since I have no intention of playing into his narrow minded views that Wendy and I would not be joining them. He can have dinner with Mother for a change.î
ìThank you.î Brenna said softly as she hugged her brother tightly.
ìWhat does you Mother say about all of this?î Gelya curiously inquired recalling that she had never heard the womanís opinion on anything.
ìMother doesnít say much.î Brenna sighed. ìNot when Father is around. And she has never mentioned my sexuality. I honestly donít know how she feels about it.î
ìThat is so sad.î Gelya concluded.
ìYes it is.î Brenna agreed in a sad tone.
During dinner Gelya was lost in gales of laughter as Brenna and George recalled some of their childhood antics. ìSo Brenna is dangling me over the balcony by my ankles threatening my life when Constance starts yelling at her to put me down. I start screaming that down would mean she was going to drop me. I still donít understand why she punished the both of us?î George concluded his tale.
ìI was punished for hanging your sorry butt off of the second floor balcony and you were punished for stealing my diary you little bugger.î Brenna explained as they made their way out of the restaurant and towards the cocktail party.
ìWho was Constance?î Gelya asked.
ìOne of our nannies until George scared her off.î Brenna casually explained.
ìYou scared her off.î George argued as they stepped into the party that was in full swing at the Birmingham restaurant, which was of course another one of Covingtonís finer establishments.
Gelya felt the familiar pang of fear clutching at her heart as she and Wendy followed the squabbling siblings into the elegant room. ìIt is truly amazing.î Wendy offered as she took Gelya by the arm. ìOne of the nannies like it is no big deal to be raised by an entire staff. I admit growing up I didnít want for anything but I had never been exposed to anything like this until George and I started dating. Forgive me for saying this since youíre from here as well but Covington is like some bizarre throw back to a different time.î
ìIím not from here.î Gelya clarified. ìAre you familiar with the part of town called Sutterís Town?î
ìYes it is the run down section of town just over the tracks.î Wendy commented.
ìThatís where I am from.î Gelya explained as Wendy blinked in surprise. ìThat dilapidated part of town that is rapidly disappearing because the finer families need more room. That is where I grew up. I only went to St. Marks because I was smart enough to get a scholarship.î
ìGood for you.î Wendy noted. ìLooks like we will both be the breath of fresh air the McKenzie clan needs.î
Gelya opened her mouth to protest. Wendy seemed to readily accept that Gelya was going to be apart of Brennaís future. As she watched her lover being surrounded by a crowd of people, Gelyaís doubts resurfaced. ìLook at her.î She said with a smile. ìItís as if time has stood still. She was the best and the brightest and she still is. Is it any wonder that I loved her then and still do?î
Before Wendy could respond to her comment both George and Brenna waved them over. Gelya took a deep breath before stepping beside her lover. She didnít miss the blank stares she was receiving from several people that surrounded her lover. ìGelya?î One burly voice greeted her and she found herself surprised to hear her own name. She turned to see Michael McGowan who had been a starting linebacker on the football team. ìI havenít seen you since graduation. Iím glad that you could make it.î He offered in a sincere voice. Brenna wrapped her arm around Gelyaís waist.
ìMichael it is good to see you.î Gelya responded truly surprised that the man remembered her.
As the evening progressed Gelya was continually surprised that many people remembered her and greeted her as she walked by. At first she suspected it had to be because she was standing at Brennaís side. Yet in happened even when Brenna and she were separated. Another thing that amazed her was how old her fellow classmates looked. Most of them now resembled someoneís mom or dad. Of course most of them were.
She yawned and went in search of her lover. She found her at the bar with Michael and a few other people one of whom she recognized as Steve Standish, Hueyís younger brother. She noticed something interesting. Steve stood close to Michael in a familiar manner. She had noticed the wedding bands both men were wearing and for the first time realized that they matched. ìHey boys mind if I steal Brenna away?î She offered in a friendly manner.
ìSo soon?î The large man protested.
ìYes.î Gelya confirmed as she rested her hand on Brennaís arm. ìSomeone has a tennis tournament in the morning and Iíve already heard Buffy bragging about how she is going to wipe the court with Brenna.î
ìNot a chance.î Steve protested. ìMy money is on you. Personally I would love to see you wipe that smug look off of my sister in-laws face.î
ìBuffy married Huey?î Gelya responded with amusement.
ìUgh.î Both men responded.
She caught the cautioning look Steve flashed towards Michael. ìI didnít say a word about her highness.î Michael argued in his defense. ìWe promised your Dad we would be nice.î
ìCome on hot stuff we have a golf tournament in the morning.î Steve nudged him. ìDad is counting on us.î
ìSo your Dad is on your team and not Hueyís?î Brenna questioned.
ìYeah Dad knows a winning team when he sees it.î Steve offered with a smug look.
Just as Brenna was about to comment a large drunken man pushed his way thru and nudged Gelya aside in a dismissive manner. Gelya angrily looked over to find Huey hugging her lover. ìThereís the best looking girl in town. Iíve been looking all over for you.î Huey slurred. Gelyaís anger was about to boil over when Brenna shoved Huey aside.
ìNever do that again!î She flared at the man who looked over at her in confusion.
Brenna pushed the man further away as she took her place by Gelyaís side. The blonde smiled boldly as she stepped in front of her lover and glared up at the former Captain of the football team.
ìWhat?î Huey asked in confusion.
ìYou are such a jerk.î Steve spat out. ìAnd youíre drunk. Tell me Buffy is driving.î
ìIím fine.î Huey protested as he swayed slightly. ìI just wanted to say hello to Brenna. Whatís the big deal?î He moved closer to Brenna only to be stopped by Gelya pushing him away. ìWho the hell are you?î Huey demanded as he stepped closer to Gelya mistakenly hoping to intimidate her with his size.
Gelya once again forcibly blocked his movement noting how easy it would be to take the drunken idiot down. ìWas he this stupid when he took you to the prom?î Gelya asked her lover in a condescending tone.
ìI have no idea.î Brenna confessed. ìI really didnít pay attention to him.î
All eyes turned as Huey started to complain about Gelya actions in a less than friendly manner. ìThatís it.î Steve fumed as he and Michael each grabbed an arm and started to yank Huey away.
ìIím not going anywhere until Brenna gives me a kiss.î Huey argued.
ìI suggest you listen to them.î A firm voice informed him. Gelya turned to see another classmate, Michele Duggan standing at Hueyís side. ìI would really hate to see you violate your probation.î She chastised him in a sarcastic manner.
ìIf it isnít our illustrations DA.î Huey snarled. George and Wendy joined them taken a protective stance by Gelyaís side.
ìShut up.î Another voice scolded the drunken man. A white hair gentleman stepped in front of Huey who suddenly looked embarrassed. ìSteve take your idiot brother home and Michael feel free to slap him around.î
ìSure Dad.î Steve readily agreed.
ìIíll see you tomorrow boys.î The elder member of the Standish added.
ìNight Dad.î Michael responded with a smile as they dragged Huey off.
ìLadies Iím sorry for my sonís asinine behavior.î The older man offered with heartfelt sincerity.
ìWhat did you do?î Buffy stormed over to Hueyís farther.
ìThis just keeps getting better.î Gelya whispered to her lover.
ìSaving your sorry excuse of a husband from being tossed into jail again.î Michele explained in a tired voice.
ìYou people.î Buffy spat out as her face wrinkled in disgust. ìI donít know who you are but you have made a serious mistake.î The plump matron threatened Gelya.
ìShe was the valedictorian of our class.î Michele informed the still bewildered woman.
ìUhm huh?î Buffy muttered as she wandered off.
ìDo you think she knows what a valedictorian is?î Mr. Standish questioned.
Everyone seemed to be considering the idea before Mr. Standish apologized once again for bringing Huey into the world. ìGelya it is nice to see you again.î Michele offered as she held out her hand. ìAnd I would like to apologize for not getting to know you fifteen years ago.î
ìThank you.î Gelya accepted graciously.
ìIts true.î Brenna muttered in disbelief.
ìWhatís that Sweetie?î Gelya asked as she turned to her lover suddenly cringing at the slip she had made by using a term of endearment.
ìThey ostracized you.î Brenna responded with disdain.
ìYes we did.î Michele asserted firmly. ìWe were pompous jerks. Only you and George showed any degree of class. A situation I personally wish to rectify.î
ìI would like that.î Gelya accepted graciously. ìI can see a change in a lot of people in this town. Itís nice to know that people can grow up and change. Well with the exception of Buffy and Huey of course.î
ìI canít believe she was my best friend.î Michele groaned. ìShe has the IQ of a tube of lipstick but not as much personality.î
They chatted for a while longer and Gelya was pleased that Michele change in attitude wasnít unique. Many of her former classmates had changed as well and yet many hadnít. Exhausted she and Brenna retired for the evening and awoke early so Brenna could prepare for the tournament. Gelya wished her luck and decided to spend her day touring around the old campus.
As Gelya wandered about the tree lined paths and ivied covered buildings she felt a sense of peace. She also noted just how many buildings were inscribed with her loverís last name. She sat under a sprawling Elm tree that faced the William Covington McKenzie library. As she leaned against the same tree that Brenna had first approached at that Thursday afternoon she smiled over at the library. ìOld W.C. McKenzie is probably spinning in his grave after what I did with his great granddaughter did in the anthropology stacks.î Gelya snickered with delight as the memory filled her mind.
It
was the Monday afternoon after Gelyaís first sexual encounter with Brenna. She
was wandering thru the stacks trying to do some research for an upcoming paper.
She was having a hard time focusing on the project as her mind kept drifting
back to the loss of her virginity. Brennaís touch had been magical when they
made love in her bedroom and then later in Brennaís car. Gelya hadnít spoken to
Brenna since they had made love. Brenna had tried to approach her in the
hallway on Friday. Gelya was thankful that Brennaís groupies had kept her full
attention. She didnít know what she should say or do after the two of them had
shared such an intimate experience. Gelya had always considered herself a lady
and had always assumed that the loss of her innocence would happen with someone
she was at least dating. She never considered that it would happen when an
innocent tickling match escalated into raw sexual desire. She could sense
Brennaís presence before she saw her. ìHello.î The warm sensual voice caressed
her ear. Gelyaís body shivered with renewed desire. ìYouíre not avoiding me are
you?î Brenna whispered in her ear.
ìNo.î Gelya squeaked in response as she turned to face Brenna.
Unfortunately by facing Brenna, the blonde soon lost herself in those amazing
crystal blue orbs.
ìDo you want to talk?î Brenna offered in a shy tone. ìWe can take this as
slowly as you want or not at all it is up to you. I know what I want.î
ìWhat is it that you want Brenna?î Gelya inquired in a frightened tone.
Brenna opened her mouth to speak when the shuffling of footsteps alerted them
that they were not alone. ìLetís go upstairs. The anthropology section is
always empty. Sometimes I go up there just to think.î
They
quickly and discreet made their way up to the top floor of the library and
ducked into the musty abandon stacks of the anthropology section. They
discarded their backpacks onto the floor. ìTell me Miss Brenna McKenzie what is
it that you want?î Gelya asked in a determined voice as she backed her lover
into a dark corner.
ìI want to know you better.î Brenna explained in a sincere voice as Gelya
pressed her body slightly into the taller girl. ìAnd not just the way we did a
few days ago. I swear Gelya that wasnít my intention when I invited you over. I
donít know how I knew how to touch you but it felt right.î Gelya could feel
Brennaís breath caressing her face and it filled her with desire.
ìI
felt that way too.î Gelya confessed as her hands drifted to Brennaís thighs and
up under her skirt. Once again it was if Gelyaís body had taken control as she
leaned into Brennaís trembling body and her hands caressed her firm thighs as
they drifted higher up under her pleated skirt. Brenna kissed her cheek as
Gelyaís fingertips felt their way to the elastic band of Brennaís panties.
Brennaís arms wrapped around Gelyaís body and held her in a warm embrace as the
blonde began to lower Brennaís underwear down her thighs.
Gelya
lowered Brennaís underwear and lifted her skirt. She leaned back slightly away
from Brennaís body so that she could see the curly dark patch that was dampened
with her loverís desire. She looked up into Brennaís flushed features as she
slipped her skirt up to her waist. She watched the rise and fall of Brennaís
chest as Gelya held the skirt up with one hand while she dipped into Brennaís
wetness with her other. ìGelya.î Brenna whimpered and they both took a careful
look around to reassure themselves that prying eyes couldnít see their actions.
They nodded in understanding both knowing that they would need to be very quiet
so no one could discover what they were doing.
Gelyaís
inquisitive fingers ran the length of Brennaís sex. ìMy angel.î Brenna
whispered as Gelya traced her slick folds with her fingers pressing her thigh
between Brennaís quivering thighs. Brenna ran her fingers thru Gelyaís long
blonde hair as the smaller girl lost herself in the feel of Brennaís passion
painting her fingers and thigh. As Gelyaís began to tease Brennaís clit with
her fingers, the brunette began to loosen the narrow black necktie Gelya was
wearing. ìCan I see you?î Brenna pleaded in a soft voice.
ìYes.î Gelya panted softly as she relished the feel of Brennaís
excitement coating her fingers as she continued to tease her lover.
As
Brenna undid Gelyaís necktie and began to unbutton her white cotton blouse, the
blonde pressed her fingers against the opening of her loverís center. Brenna
opened Gelyaís blouse just enough to allow her to see the blondeís breasts
while her hips thrust forward. Gelya entered the warmth of her loverís center,
the walls gripping her fingers tightly. She waited as her loverís body became
accustomed to her touch, while Brenna unclasped her bra and lifted it freeing
Gelyaís breasts
Gelya
began to tease Brennaís throbbing clit with her thumb as her fingers began to
glide deeper inside of her. ìI love your breasts.î Brenna whispered in
admiration as she cupped them and allowed them to fill her hands. Brennaís
thumbs brushed across Gelyaís nipples. The blonde moaned as she felt her
nipples becoming erected. Her fingers plunged in and out of Brenna in a slow
sensual rhythm as Brennaís hips swayed in unison with her touch.
ìYou
feel so good.î Gelya confessed as her rhythm steadily increased and Brenna
continued to tease her aching nipples. Brennaís thighs parted as she opened
herself up further to Gelyaís touch. Gelya melted into Brennaís body as her
thigh and hand rocked against Brenna urgently. Brenna captured her in a
feverish kiss as she abandoned her breasts and clung tightly to Gelya as their
bodies pounded against one another wildly.
Gelya
felt the sweat dripping off of her body as she took Brenna harder and the
tongues engaged in a passionate duel. Gelya was silently begging to feel
Brennaís release as she increased her rhythm. She felt the walls capturing her
fingers as Brennaís thigh trembled. Her lover screamed into her mouth as she
tightened her grip on Gelyaís shoulders. She continued to brush Brennaís clit
with her thumb as her fingers stilled inside of the warm wetness of Brenna.
The
brunetteís body continued to arch and thrust as Gelya teased her clit. Brenna
was trembling and gasping as she tore away from the kiss. She suckled Gelyaís
neck as she whimpered in pleasure. The blonde felt her lover releasing her
passion once again as her teeth grazed the skin of Gelyaís sensitive neck.
Gelya grunted with desire as Brenna continued to feast upon her neck as the
last waves of passion slipped thru her body.
ìDo
you think it will always be like this?î Gelya questioned as her touch slipped
from her loverís body.
ìGod I hope so.î Brenna murmured as she tried to catch her breathing.
As
Brenna pulled her underwear back up and lowered her skirt, Gelya reached to
adjust her own bra. Brennaís captured her small hand. Without speaking she
allowed Brenna to caress her breasts and lean her into a bookcase. The musty
smell of the books pressed against her back filled her as Brenna began to
suckle her nipples. Gelyaís body arched as Brenna teased her nipples with her
teeth and her tongue. Brenna was driving her slowly insane as she move from one
nipple to the other and then back again. Gelya was shaking as Brenna suckled
her greedily. Just when she was ready to explode her tall lover knelt before
her and slipped her hands up under Gelyaís skirt.
Gelya
licked her lips with desire as she parted her thighs and Brenna lowered her
underwear. She bit back the scream of ecstasy as Brennaís tongue dipped into
her wetness. Gelya bit down harder on her bottom lip as she opened her thighs
even further while Brenna feasted upon her wetness and suckled her clit into
the warmth of her mouth. Gelya clamped one of her hands over her mouth as she
felt Brennaís tongue entering her. Her muffled cries continued as Brennaís
tongue plunged in and out of her center curling at times. She clutched the
bookcase when Brennaís tongue returned to her clit and her long talented
fingers filled her. Brennaís mouth and fingers worked in a frantic rhythm until
Gelya exploded. The small blonde was certain she saw stars as she climaxed
against Brenna.
ìYour
lip is bleeding.î Brenna commented with concern as they adjust their clothing.
ìI had to do something.î Gelya confessed shyly.
ìAfter school can I give you a ride home?î Brenna offered as she wiped
Gelyaís injured lip with a Kleenex.
ìYes.î Gelya readily agreed hoping that it would be like the last ride
Brenna had given her. They could pull off the road to the secluded glen and
allow the passionate flow thru them without worrying about who could here them.
Of course that was exactly what happened. The anthropology section in the library became one of their many secret hideaways. ìItís amazing we never got caught.î Gelya noted with amusement. It was funny in the here and now, but back then it seemed like life and death. But they couldnít resist one another and Gelya knew in her heart she still felt the same way. ìSo why am I here instead cheering her on from the stands?î She admonished herself.
As she purchased her ticket she discovered that the womenís finals were underway. She easily found George and Wendy watching Brenna and took a seat next to them. ìGlad you could join us.î Wendy greeted warmly. ìThey are a set a piece. Iím amazed that Buffy is such a good player. Considering how out of shape she is.î
ìThatís because learning to play tennis at the club meant she could work on her tan and flirt with the pros.î Michele explained from behind them. ìStill does from what Iíve heard.î
ìCome on Baby.î Gelya whispered encouraging her lover who was about to serve. ìThatís my girl.î Gelya boasted as Brenna served an ace. Buffy was fuming and arguing with the chair umpire. Gelya rolled her eyes at the matronís theatrics noting that Brenna was up a service break.
When Buffy finally stormed back into position Gelya caught the lop sided smile her lover offered up to her. ìHow did you know I was here?î She asked in amazement as her lover once again served up a winner to win the game. The next game went quickly as Brenna once again broke Buffyís serve to go up three to one. Before Brenna served she winked at Gelya. And as Buffy huffed and puffed across the court Brenna easily went up four to one. Once again Buffyís serve failed her against Brennaís powerful returns and soon the brunette was serving for the match.
Gelya caught sight of a tired looking Huey taking a seat with Brennaís father to watch the match. Steve, Michael and the older Mr. Standish took seats as well with bright smiles and a trophy. ìLooks like Dadís team lost.î George noted gleefully.
ìHuey is on your fatherís team?î Gelya asked in a hushed tone as not to disturb the players on the court.
ìHe works for Dad.î George explained. ìI think he always thought that Brenna would marry him after they went to prom together.î
Gelya snorted in amusement as she wondered how George Sr. would feel if he found out that the only one who touched his daughter that night was she. Gelya smiled proudly at Brenna who was quickly up forty to love and serving for the match. The crowd erupted in applause as Brenna put away a clear winner. Buffy threw her racket down and started screaming at the lines person while Brenna waited patiently at the net to shake her hand. Buffyís tirade continued as she brushed past Brenna a tossed her gear bag at the lines person. She looked over at the forlorn look on Hueyís face. ìThatís not going to help his hangover.î She noted dryly.
Later that evening Gelya sat in the back of the taxi that was taking her and Brenna to the dance at the country club. She couldnít take her eyes off of the sight of Brenna in her beaded red gown. ìYou look amazing.î Brenna commented with a deep purr. Gelya blushed at the compliment. ìSo do you.î She responded with honesty. ìNot to change the subject but did your father talk to you after your match?î
ìYes he did.î Brenna confirmed as her eyes scanned Gelyaís body. ìHe said well done.î
ìThatís it?î Gelya grumbled.
ìThat is it.î Brenna confirmed. ìBuffy apologized in front several witnesses.î
ìGood for her.î Gelya commented.
ìShe didnít mean it love.î Brenna chuckled. ìShe needed to save face before she faced everyone tonight. Her standing in the community is very important to her.î
Heads spun as they entered the ballroom looking like every manís fantasy. Brenna placed her hand on the small of Gelyaís back and with a brilliant smile escorted her into the elegant ballroom. Gelya felt ten feet tall as she noticed the look a sheer pride in her loverís features. ìThank you.î Gelya whispered as they made their way across the room.
ìFor?î Brenna responded.
ìFor loving me as deeply as I love you.î Gelya asserted with her own sense of pride.
They approached George and Wendy who were looking quite spiffy themselves. ìGood job on the court today Sis.î He congratulated her. ìGelya you look breath taking.î
ìThank you.î Gelya responded with a smile. ìAnd the both of you look quite fetching yourselves.î
ìBrenna a word.î A commanding voice demanded from behind them. Gelya turned to find Brennaís parents standing behind them. Her father glaring at them sternly as her mother simply looked lost.
ìIím busy at the moment Dad.î Brenna countered as wrapped her arm possessively around Gelyaís waist.
ìI simply do not understand you.î Her father said in calm tone. ìI heard about last evening.î
ìFrom Huey I suppose.î Brenna sighed.
ìWho almost got arrested again for his behavior.î Michele added before taking her leave. The others followed her example and gave them some privacy. Gelya turned to join the retreating figures as Brenna held her close.
ìDonít give into his bad behavior.î Brenna requested. Gelya smiled and stood firmly by her loverís side. Mrs. McKenzie was giving her an odd look. ìDad if there is something you want to say I suggest you say it so we can get on with our evening.î
ìMust you continually degrade yourself in this manner?î His voice stayed calm but his eyes were blazing in anger.
ìLook around you Dad.î Brenna instructed the white haired gentleman. ìWith the exception of yourself and a couple of other closed minded fossils no one cares that my significant other is here.î
Gelya watched in amusement as the older man looked around seemingly surprised that no one was paying attention. ìThis is an alumni dinner and should be held with some degree of respect.î Mr. McKenzie pointed out in a firm tone. As Mrs. McKenzieís eyes widened in delight.
ìThatís where I know you from.î Mrs. McKenzie beamed. ìShe is an alumni dear. Donít you remember she was Brennaís little friend her senior year?î
ìWhat?î Mr. McKenzie said in confusion, as Brenna looked surprised to hear her mother speaking.
ìGelya wasnít it?î Mrs. McKenzie continued. ìShe was the valedictorian for Brennaís graduating class. George escorted her to their prom. Escorting a senior was quite a notch in his belt.î
ìYes Iím quite certain she was a notch in his belt.î Mr. McKenzie hissed as Gelya felt as if she had been slapped across the face.
ìThatís it.î Brenna fumed as she reached out and slapped her father. Heads turned as the band stopped. ìHow dare you?î Brenna demanded as Gelya placed a comforting hand on her loverís arm before she could reach out and strike her father again.
ìGeorge you are causing a scene.î Mrs. McKenzie chastised him and somehow Gelya sensed that was the worse thing you could do. ìNow apologize.î
ìOur daughter strikes me and you want me to apologize?î He gasped.
ìActually I was referring to Gelya but you should apologize to Brenna as well.î Mrs. McKenzie instructed the stunned man. He shook his head in disbelief before walking towards the bar.
The music resumed and people turned away no longer interested in the scene now that the fun part had ceased. ìMom?î Brenna began in bewilderment.
ìYou know I had dinner with your father last evening.î Mrs. McKenzie explained seemingly lost in thought. ìI sat across from him while he grinded his teeth and complained about how ungrateful his children are. I found that odd since he never really knew either you or George. I donít get to see my children or my grandchildren which is my own fault. But as I sat there listening to the pompous blow hard I came to the realization that I have had enough. Now I donít understand this.î She added pointing to both Gelya and Brenna. ìBut I do know that when Brenna was friends with you in high school her grades soared and for the first time in years she seemed truly happy. Then after you were gone she changed. You just werenít yourself after that. Not that I really knew who you were. But tonight I saw it again. Youíre happy. Really and truly happy. Some day you must tell me what that is like. Iíd ask you tomorrow but I assume you are going to pass on brunch tomorrow. Wish I could.î She added with a heavy sigh. ìWell I should see after your father. Enjoy your evening girls. You two as well.î She added to George and Wendy who had been eavesdropping. Then with a small smile she left the four them standing there completely stunned.
ìWhat just happened?î George stammered.
ìMom spoke.î Brenna stammered in response. ìIíve never heard her say that many words at one time. And Iíve never heard her say anything against Dad.î
ìMaybe you should slap Dad more often?î George suggested eagerly.
ìOkay enough.î Gelya interrupted as she took Brenna by the hand. ìDance with me?î Brenna smiled brightly as she led Gelya out onto the crowded dance floor. As they swayed to the music the George Sr.ís , the Hueyís and the Buffyís no longer mattered.
Part Six
Several weeks later Gelya was letting herself into Brennaís apartment with the key she had been given. She tighten the long coat around her suddenly feeling nervous about what she was doing. She closed the door behind her and began to search for her lover. She found her in the bedroom chatting on the telephone. Brenna smiled up at her and waved as Gelya watched her from the doorway.
ìThat was my mother.î Brenna explained as she hung up the telephone. ìIs it cold out?î Gelya simply shook her head in the negative. ìWell it seems that my motherís change of attitude is permenant. Sheís divorcing my father.î
ìWow.î Gelya exclaimed.
ìIt seems that after the dance she called her lawyer and discovered that most of their assets are actually in her name.î Brenna continued. ìAnd why are you wearing that coat?î
Gelya smiled at her slyly as she wiggled her eyebrows. Then she slowly removed the long coat and allowed it to drop onto the floor. Brennaís eyes widened as she gaped at her lover. Suddenly she sprung from the bed. ìI canít believe it.î Brenna panted like a hungry animal. ìYou are even hotter looking in that then you were in high school.î
ìTold you my mother never throws anything out.î Gelya explained as she twirled to give her lover a full view of her school uniform. Brennaís hands slipped up under her skirt just like they did in high school. Due to the tightness of the skirt her hands didnít have far to travel.
No.î Gelya chided her. ìNot until you put on yours.î
ìOh no.î Brenna whined. ìHoney it doesnít fit me anymore.î
ìNeither does mine.î Gelya noted.
ìYeah but yours is tight in all the right places.î Brenna moaned as her crystal blue eyes drifted up and down Gelyaís body.
ìPut it own.î Gelya demanded as she slipped out of Brennaís grasp. ìOr else Iím going home.î Brenna watched her intently as Gelya sprawled out onto her bed. Gelya watched as her loverís breathing grew ragged and she chewed nervously on her bottom lip. Brenna spun around and walked into her closet. Gelya laughed at the cursing she could hear from within the large closet. Gelya removed her shoes and relaxed on the bed eagerly awaiting for her lover.
Her heart stopped and she was unable to breath as Brenna stepped out of the closet wearing her school uniform. The skirt was much higher giving Gelya a full view of Brennaís endless legs. The blouse was so tight that Brenna only managed to button two buttons at the bottom. ìYouíre not wearing any underwear.î Gelya purred happily as she noted the absence of a bra and panties.
ìDo I need any?î Brenna questioned her with confidence as she climbed up onto the bed.
Brennaís body hovered over her own as Gelya slowly ran the tips of her fingers along the brunetteís thighs. ìI love you.î Brenna whispered as she lowered herself and captured Gelyaís lips. As the kiss deepened and their bodies melted together Gelya caressed Brennaís firm backside. As their tongues engaged in a sensual duel Gelya rolled her lover onto her back and straddled her thigh. Memories of their first time together came flooding back as Gelya slipped her hand down Brennaís body. She parted her loverís legs with her thigh and slipped her fingers into her wetness.
ìYouíre so wet.î Gelya gasped as she ran her fingers thru the slick folds.
ìI always am whenever you are around.î Brenna confessed with a deep blush. ìIt has always been that way even before we made love.î
ìI use to dream about you.î Gelya admitted as she began to kiss her way down Brennaís body. ìIíd lie in bed at night and touch myself thinking about how beautiful you are.î Gelya ran her tongue along the swell of Brennaís breasts.
ìSo did I.î Brenna gasped as she wrapped her long legs around Gelyaís waist. Gelya traced Brennaís nipples with her tongue as her loverís body arched against her. Gelya captured one nipple in the warmth of her mouth while she tore Brennaís blouse free from the only two buttons holding it in place. She suckled Brennaís nipple eagerly teasing it with her teeth and her tongue as she teased its twin with her fingers. ìGelya.î Brenna groaned with hunger as the blonde moved her attention to her other nipple lavishing it with the same attention.
Her loverís whimpers fueling on her desire as she began to kiss her way down Brennaís body. The scent of Brennaís desire caressed her as she lifted her skirt. She blew a warm breath into the thick patch as she wrapped Brennaís long legs over her shoulders. She nestled her body between Brennaís quivering thighs and slowly began to feast upon her. She took her time tasting all that Brenna had to offer. Each time the brunette neared the edge Gelya retreated. Each time she was greeted by a frustrated growl.
She licked and tasted her lover until she felt every fiber of Brennaís body trembling with desire. She suckled her throbbing clit into her mouth as she entered her loverís center. ìYes.î Brenna screamed as Gelyaís hands and mouth began a wild rhythm taking her higher. Brennaís body arched off of the bed as Gelya pleasured her. Gelya held Brenna steady until her lover climaxed against her. Then Gelya began again before Brenna had a chance to recover.
She teased Brennaís clit with her teeth and her tongue while her fingers plunged in and out of her. She entered Brenna with another digit and she took her higher bringing her to a second climax. Brenna collapsed onto the bed. Gelya slowly ran her tongue along Brennaís sex. ìNo.î Her lover halted her.
ìBut?î Gelya began to protest. It was a familiar argument they shared. Each loved pleasuring the other until they begged them to stop.
Gelya climbed up her loverís trembling body and was pulled down into a fiery kiss. Brenna rolled her over as she quickly undid the buttons on Gelyaís tight blouse. The kiss deepened as Brenna removed her blouse in a flurry and then quickly sent her bra flying across the bedroom. ìDo you know how beautiful you are?î Brenna gasped as the kiss ended and the brunette began to kiss her way down Gelyaís neck. ìHow much I love you? How much I want to spend the rest of my life with you?î Brenna said against her tingling flesh before suckling her nipple.
ìI love you.î Gelya cried out as her body arched against Brenna.
Brenna teased her nipples as her hand slipped under the short skirt and cupped her mound. Gelya parted her thighs as her lover teased her clit with the palm of her hand. Soon she was being rolled onto her stomach. Gelyaís body trembled as she lifted herself up on her hands and knees. She loved the feel Brennaís body pressing against her own. She felt her underwear being lowered and then removed. She whimpered as she felt Brenna kissing her way up her legs and thighs.
Gelya parted her thighs as she felt Brennaís tongue and lips teasing her backside. She fought to keep her breathing steady as her loverís tongue dipped into her wetness. Brenna massaged her firm cheeks while her mouth feasted upon her desire. Gelyaís hips thrust backward offering more of herself up to her loverís touch. Soon her body was thrusting harder as she felt herself nearing the edge of ecstasy. She cried out as she felt the waves crashing down upon her as her body exploded.
Gelya started to collapse as Brenna captured her and held her steady. Gelya gasped as Brenna pressed her wet mound into her and her nipples teased Gelyaís back. Brenna kissed the nape of her neck as their hips began to grind together. ìYes.î Gelya groaned as she thrust harder and Brenna matched her urgent movements. She felt Brenna entering her as their bodies rocked harder against one another. Gelya clutched at the bedding as she felt Brennaís fingers plunging in and out of her.
Gelyaís body trembled as she felt the orgasism taking over. Brenna continued to pleasure her as she cried out in pleasure. She could feel Brennaís body trembling as she drove the both of them into ecstasy. They were gasping for air as the collapsed onto the bed. They wrapped themselves up in a tender embrace.
Later they were snuggled up under the covers basking in a warm after glow. Their former school uniforms scattered across the bedroom. ìBrenna?î Gelya said softly as she snuggled closer to her naked lover.
ìYes my love?î Brenna responded in a warm tone.
ìI was wondering if you wanted to . . .î Gelya searched for the right words. ì. . . its just that we both have stuff at each otherís places and . . . I wanted to know if you would consider getting a new place . . . To live with me.î She finished in a hurry.
ìI was just waiting for you to ask.î Brenna responded brightly.
The End
