The characters herein are mine. Any resemblance to real or fictional people are strictly part of your imagination. Some places in the story are real and some are fictional.
This story depicts an explicit love/sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of age or if this type of story is illegal in the state or country in which you live, please do not read it. If depictions of this nature disturb you, you may wish to read something other than this story.
Thanks to Stacey and The Fabulous Ms T for their undivided attention and input..
This story is UNEDITED! Please overlook errors.
Merry Christmas, Reece
The small blonde held the cup under the water as she rinsed it out, then she bent down and placed it in the diswasher. She did the same with another cup, then a plate, then another plate, all under the appreciative stare of twinkling blue eyes.
The tall figure leaned back in her chair, and sipped her coffee as she watched. Each time the blonde bent over, the brunette's eyes widened with glee. It wasn't her idea for the smaller women to be cleaning up the dinner dishes in her underwear, but who was she to complain? The view was wonderful and her sparkling blue eyes ate it up with relish.
"I can feel you, you know." Faith chuckled from the sink.
Reece crossed her long legs at the ankle and sighed happily. "Oh yeah?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "What am I doing now?"
"Thinking about doing something that will happen in about five minutes."
Reece's grin expanded to a full blown smile, baring all her teeth. "Oh baby."
Faith turned off the water and dried her hands on the towel. She didn't turn around yet, knowing that once she did, she would lose herself in those devious blue eyes, and she had one more thing to do. Opening the fridge, she took out the whipped cream and held it up, chuckling at the happy sounds she heard. "Would you care for desert?"
"Absolutely." Reece shot up out of her seat and captured the small blonde in a hug from behind.
"Mmm. I love how you feel against me." Faith sighed.
"Your five minutes are up, Faith." Reece growled into the actress's ear.
Faith giggled as she was lifted up off of her feet and carried out of the kitchen.
Reece just finished unwrapping the string of tinsel from around the dog when he got into the ornaments.
"Will you please?" She warned her pup as she yanked the little decoration from his teeth.
"Grrrr.. yap!" He countered, snagging the tinsel once again.
"You tell her Smudge." Faith laughed from the couch.
"I don't see you helping me any." Reece groused from under the tree, trying to catch the playful dog.
The actress quoted her lover from earlier that morning. "You have it all under control." Faith smiled from behind a pillow.
Reece chased the dog around in wide circles, the silvery strand waving behind him as he ran. The tall woman tried to avoid stepping on it as they didn't have much and she didn't want to go back out to the store. The circles got smaller and smaller until she herself became wrapped up in the tinsel and wound up flat on her face.
Faith nearly bellowed with laughter. "See? Under control."
"Ok, I give up! Help me," the tall woman pled as she crawled on all fours around the living room.
"Smudge! Drop it. NOW!" Faith bellowed. The dog dropped the tinsel and began to chase his tail.
Reece gave Faith a look, but said nothing. She didn't have to. The tall club owner unwrapped herself and pouted.
"Oh come on baby, get festive!" The blonde chuckled.
"Oh yeah, festive. I've spent the last two hours chasing after him while you sat there and did nothing."
"I've been stringing popcorn," he said as she held up the nearly finished string and smiled sweetly.
Reece glared at her. "And it looks lovely," she said sarcastically. "Hey, where did that stocking come from?" Reee pointed to the crafty stocking with Smudge's name on it.
"Cori made it."
"Cori has a glue gun?" Reece feigned horror.
"Turn it over," Faith said with a twinkly smile. "Little Man, alright Cori!"
Smudge ran over to Reece with more tinsel in his mouth, daring her to take it away. "Rrrrrrr."
"Gimme that!" she growled back and the chase was on.
"Ignore him. Come here baby." Faith patted the space next to her. Reece growled once more at her pup then reluctantly obeyed and sat down. "No, lay down, here." The blonde patted her lap and Reece laid her head down. Faith began running her fingers through the thick black hair, immediately sedating the taller woman.
"Mmm, thanks baby, that feels good."
"I know hon. Just relax, its only mom and dad. I don't know why your so uptight."
"It's not just them, or him," Reece tossed a look at the dog, "I've been sharing you with just about everybody since we came back from our honeymoon. I just wanted you for myself is all."
"Oh Reece, you know I belong to you." Faith bent over and gave her wife a lingering kiss.
"I know that. I just feel so overwhelmed sometimes. Movie openings, Tv appearances, interviews... I know it comes with the territory but..."
"I'm sorry baby," Faith continued to soothingly rub Reece's head, relaxing her, "We have our whole life."
"I want you now though." Reece sighed.
"I know its hard on you, it must be so uncomfortable for you to be in the spotlight. This was my dream, not yours and I'm sorry you had to be torn away from your life." The actress said as she softly stroked her lover's scalp.
"Hey, your dream is my dream. I'd walk through hell and back for you. I'll do anything that makes you happy baby. I just hate the publicity sometimes."
"I know. You are too good to me."
"That's my line." Reece smiled warmly and pursed her lips.
Faith answered with a kiss and rearranged herself to lay on top of the long body.
"Hey, you'll smoosh the popcorn." Reece warned.
"That's ok, I'll make more." Faith said while lifting Reece's shirt up and tickling her belly.
"Faith, what are you doing?" Reece asked with a knowing smile.
"Making love to my wife."
Reece came fumbling through the door, her arms loaded with numerous shopping bags. Closing the door with her butt, she stepped around the dancing dog and sidled into the kitchen.
"I'll be right down baby!" Faith yelled from upstairs.
Reece grumbled, and dropped the bags of groceries all over the kitchen. If there was one thing she hated, it was grocery shopping, and at holiday time, she loathed it. Taking a look around she noticed the scraps of paper littering the counter top and frowned. Recipes, blech. I will not cook, I do not cook.
"Did you get everything?" Faith appeared in the kitchen wearing a sexy nightie.
Reece's eyebrows raised in curiosity as she nodded.
"You like?" Faith asked as she twirled around.
"You bet, but is it appopriate to cook Christmas dinner in that?" Reece pointed to the barely there garment.
"How else do you expect me to keep you in the kitchen helping me?" Faith smiled and winked.
"Oh you're wicked Faith, truly evil." Reece shook her head and reached out to pull the actress onto her lap, her hands immediately tracing all the sexy curves.
The actress let the wandering hands give her the appropriate amount of goosebumps before stepping back and grinning. "Come on sweetie," she kissed Reece on the nose and opened her jacket, "Take off a few clothes and join me."
Reece groaned and pouted. "Why do they have to come here again? They came here last year. We were invited out to the Hamptons, why did you turn them down?"
Faith smoothed down Reece's hair and placed another quick kiss on her nose. "Cori and Violet have no where to go and they weren't invited to The Hamptons that's why. Now take off your jacket and start unpacking." Faith gave Reece one more kiss on the lips and stood up to root through the bags.
"I don't wanna. I went all by myself to the stupid store to get all that crap. I will not cook. Isn't it bad enough I had to go shopping?" She said folding her arms across her chest defiantly.
"You will be rewarded greatly for your efforts, stud." Faith winked laciviously.
"Well..." Reece considered.
"We really ought to start cooking, Reece."
"Do you really think I can concentrate with you in that?"
"I tell you what, we'll make it even. You strip down to your underwear."
Reece furrowed her brow at Faith's back then looked down at her clothes. "What if I'm not wearing any?"
"Then you run the risk of burning sensitive parts, parts I'm rather fond of." Faith smirked at her grumbling wife. "Come on baby, we gotta get started."
"But I don't wanna cook." Reece whined.
"Would you rather peel?" Faith tossed Reece a potato.
The club owner dropped the potato on the table and leered. "I rather peel that sexy thing off of your tasty little body."
Faith couldn't help but inhale deeply at the implications. "Oh, I'd love nothing more." She said breathlessly. "Later, ok? I promise."
"Faith." Reece whimpered pathetically.
"The sooner we get this stuff in the oven, the more time we have for ... later." The blonde wiggled an eyebrow suggestively.
"Fine." The tall woman muttered something under her breath and slipped off her jacket.
Faith loved watching her wife undress and leaned back against the counter, a wide grin on her face. Reece noticed this and her pout disappeared, she began to take her clothes off in a very suggestive manner. By the time she was standing in her underwear, Faith's eyes were narrowed and her lips were dry. "You loved that didn't you." The actress accused.
"Touche, baby." Reece snickered and purposely bent at the waist to pick up her clothes.
"Your suggestion." Reece countered.
"Well... we still do have a little time." Faith considered as she advanced on her grinning wife.
Faith's back was pressed against the cool tiles as a hot body pinned her to the spot. Steaming water cascaded down, landing on and around them, adding even more sensation to the couple's already sensitive bodies. What started as a quickie in the kitchen migrated into the bathroom when Reece announced she needed a shower. Now the two women were engulfed in the familiar passion that overtook them every time they touched.
Reece threw her head back as Faith's nails dug deeply into her back, a short burst of air through her teeth showed her pleasure at the action. The club owner forced herself to open her eyes under the hot spray and even waterlogged, the hungy look was evident enough to draw a long groan from Faith.
Reece's left hand was grasping Faith's right knee, raising her foot high off of the floor, her right hand was buried in its most favorite place, two long fingers deep inside of her wife, drawing as much pleasure from the smaller woman as she possibly could. Her legs parted wider as she slid herself lower to attach her lips to Faith's nipple.
Faith went limp and allowed Reece's body to hold her up, she loved it when Reece displayed this kind of confidence, she loved it when she was the object of the club owner's sudden lust. "Yess... oohhh.." She pulled the hard, wet body closer to her own, sliding a hand up the firm back into soaking wet hair and held her wife to her breast. "Harder baby.." She moaned.
"Mmmph." Reece responded with a nod and nipped roughy at the nipple in her mouth, Faith's wetness flowed freely as she did, it wasn't going to be long, but it was damned hot. Reece loved to take Faith this way, so entirely. The actress was so trusting of her, allowing her total control without a blink of an eye. She was incredibly turned on and needed relief.
Faith groaned in anticipation when Reece pulled one of her hands between her wide spread legs. She had reason to groan, Reece's clit was so hard, she was so close to coming. It never ceased to amaze Faith how hot Reece could get by making love to her. It was a deeply satisfying feeling to touch her wife in this state knowing she was the cause of her arousal.
Reece realeased the nipple and looked Faith in the eyes. They were both almost there and she needed to look into the green eyes of her savior. She fed off of this connection and craved it, every time they made love, more so when they simply fucked.
Green eyes threatened to close.
"No..." Reece rasped out desperately as she started to come.
Faith's eyes popped open to see the look of intense bliss cross her lover's features and she too tumbled into the abyss of ultimate pleasure. They stared deeply into each others eyes as they shared the spasms and twitches of their orgasm, finally wrapping their arms around each other and catching their breath.
"I love you." Reece kissed her wife, relaying how much she felt at that moment with her mouth.
"Mmm, baby... you keep that up and we'll never get back downstairs." Faith shivered even in the heat of the shower.
"I can't help it." Reece said with a lopsided smile.
Faith tore down the stairs to answer the doorbell, Reece was still upstairs getting dressed. "COMING!" She yelled as she approached the door.
"Again?" Reece questioned from upstairs, making Faith laugh as she opened the door.
"Ho, ho, ho." Cori and Violet said in unison. Cori's hair was bright red, Violet's bright green.
"Thank god you two are here!" Faith hugged them both and ushered them quickly into the house.
Cori and Violet exchanged odd glances.
"You're unusually chipper to see us." Cori said as she dragged the bag she was carrying into the house.
"Yeah well, I need help... desperately." Faith sounded frustrated.
Violet went straight into the living room and started pulling brand new tree trimmings out of her bag. "What happened in here?" There was popcorn all over the couch, torn up tinsel everywhere and a numerous broken ornaments strewn about. It looked like a frat party gone awry.
"Smudge tore everything apart," Faith called from the kitchen. "Thanks for bringing over the decorations. Reece will be eternally grateful."
"No problem. Cori, bring me a trash bag, this room needs some serious help." Violet didn't know where to begin.
"K." The dancer grabbed the whole box of bags and threw one final look over her shoulder at the frantic actress scurrying all over the kitchen.
Violet laughed when the whole box landed at her feet. "Look at this mess." She shook her head in disbelief.
"You should see the kitchen!" Cori chuckled. "I don't even want to know what happened in there, I may not want to eat."
"I heard that." Faith said, her head appearing in the opening between the kitchen and living room.
"Talk to us babe, and why the nightie?" Cori asked with her eyebrow piercing raised high.
"It was to get Reece to help in the kitchen."
"Where is she anyway?" Violet wondered.
Faith grinned. "Recovering. She should be down any minute."
"I see married life hasn't slowed you down much." Cori joked.
"Hardly." Faith chuckled, turning to watch her wife come down the stairs.
"Wait, let me guess... you're in your skivvies because..." Cori started.
"Faith is." The tall club owner finished, suddenly standing behind them.
"Well, fair's fair." Violet snickered. "Should we get undressed too? I'm starting to feel warm."
Cori gave Violet the finger, in a good way. "And that would have nothing to do with their state of dress."
"Of course not." The piercer winked.
Reece stood and regarded her two friends with a look of amusement. "Hey Faith, if you stood between them you all would look like a traffic light."
Violet stuck out her tongue.
"Fuck you, boss."
Reece bent over and mooned her friends.
"Baby, get that sexy butt in here and start peeling"
"Ok." she said very compliantly. "Right there."
Cori narrowed her eyes at her friend's back. "That was wierd."
"Honey, that was hours in the making I'm sure."
The phone rang.
"Cor, can you get that?"
"Sure." Cori adopted a fake accent and a deep voice. "Hello, Corbett-Ashford residence. Oh, Hi Mrs A, its me Cori." She chuckled. "Fine and you? Sure hold on a sec.. " She brought the cordless phone into the kitchen.
Reece made praying gestures and mumbled, barely audilble. "Please let the car be broken, please let there be a freak blizzard, please.. oof!" She rubbed her belly where Faith backhanded it.
"Yeah mom, no, Reece is the one who invited you, I'm positive. She can't wait." The actress shot a warning glance at her gaping wife.
"You will pay for thet young lady." The club owner whispered in Faith's free ear, making her gasp.
Cori snickered behind her hand.
"Oh, that? Nothing mom." She glared at her smirking lover. "Ok, see you in a bit."
"What was that all about?" Reece questioned.
"You know mom." She rolled her eyes. "Ever since she got that new cell phone..."
"Oh yeah?" Cori asked as she grabbed the mangled potato Reece was attempting to peel.
"She drove us crazy at first." Reece started, totally thrilled that Cori took up her duties. "Calling us every few minutes to see if her speed dial worked. Then, when she found out she had that voice thing, you know, the one where you say the name and it dials? Well, she had to test it out just to make sure she could say it in all sorts of voices. She even has Smudge programmed."
"You're kidding me." Cori laughed.
"Would I lie?" Reece dared playfully.
"You know, it seems that you have nothing else to do beside chatter baby. How about you baste the turkey?"
"Sounds easy enough." Reece said confidently, until she opened the oven and found the turkey totally encased in tin foil. "How the hell am I supposed to..."
Faith patted her on the ass. "You'll figure it out sweetie."
"When did you start that thing? It's huge!" Cori asked with worry.
"Very early this morning." Faith smiled proudly.
"Yeah?" Reece questioned while kneeling in front of the hot oven, peeling back tin foil.
"You'd be surprised how hard you sleep after a good..."
"Ok, I get it." Cori held up her hand in mock shock.
Reece chuckled and Cori gasped dramatically.
Faith and Violet stood in the living room looking around happily at the way it turned out.
"I'm so glad you guys helped us, Reece is so edgy lately, I thought she was gonna kill Smudge."
"Really? Why?" Violet wondered, Reece and Faith looked like the model married couple from her point of view.
"Our lives have changed drastically since the movie and she's getting freaked over all the attention. She says she never has me to herself anymore."
"Is she right?" The piercer frowned, hating that her two best friends were having troubles of any kind.
"Yes, and I can't blame her for feeling that way. I don't remember a day since our honeymoon that we were able to just sit around by ourselves without interruption."
"How can you fix that?"
"I don't think I can. I'm a little worried that this may be too much for her and she's going to start hiding in her office like she always does when she has issues."
"Is anything else suffering?"
"Oh no. We get on like rabbits for the most part. That has never changed." Faith said with a satisfied little smirk.
"Well, good." Violet winked. "What are you guys going to do about it?"
"Reece is going through enough with me. I have to make things better Vi. I have to pay special attention to her when we do find alone time. Don't let her fool you, she's a pleasure hound. She can lay there for hours and have her head rubbed or her back scratched... things like that."
"Oh that sounds sooo good Faith. Reece is so lucky to have you, and if I may, you're lucky to have her."
"Don't I know it." Faith agreed with a sincere nod.
"Does she have any ideas about her surprise?" Violet askled in a conspiratorial whisper.
"Not a clue. This is going to be so much fun!" Faith said excitedly. I can hardly wait!"
"She's gonna be so caught off guard. I wish I could be there."
"Cori will tell you all the details I'm sure."
"Speaking of...come on, lets find them, who knows what trouble they're getting into all by themselves."
"Just a second, I have one thing I have to do. Smudge... come here baby..."
The two friends found their other halves in the upstairs bedroom. Cori was on the bed holding a pillow over her face and Reece was still in her underwear, bent over at the waist, her ass aimed at Cori with a severe look of concentration on her face.
"What are you doing?" Faith questioned her lover.
"Trying to fart again." Reece replied through gritted teeth.
"Again?" Violet asked, clearly baffled by the scene.
"Yeah," The dancer said into the pillow. "So far I have her beat, by a whole 7 seconds."
Faith looked disgusted. "Reece, stop that before you shit yourself."
"I know I have one more in me." Reece argued and gave one final squeeze until she did fart.
Violet scrunched up her face in displeasure and Faith's eyes widened in shock. Cori however, was holding up fingers as she counted.
"Reece!" Faith gasped in horror as her wife continued to fart.
Reece finally stood up and threw her hands up in surrender, her face red from her efforts. "You win Cor, I can only make it to ten."
"Baby, that was so incredibly gross!" Faith walked over and smacked her lover on the stomach then winced. "Ew, you stink." She exclaimed and quickly ran back over to Violet.
"Do they do this often?" A still confused piercer asked.
"Usually they fart on each other."
"Cori, that's awful!"
The dancer was too busy jumping up and down on the bed in victory to answer her lover.
"Reece, you better get some clothes on, mom and dad will be here any minute. And spray in here will you?"
Cori totally expected to hear Reece say "Yes dear" by the look on her face. She raised an eyebrow in expectation.
Close enough. The dancer thought with a chuckle.
Blue eyes narrowed at her laughing friend.
"Cori, you come down with me, you two are punished, you can't play with each other for the rest of the night."
Reece chuckled now as Cori followed her lover out of the bedroom compliantly. She stopped laughing the second she looked at her wife's face. Uh oh.
"That was so unbelievably childish Reece. Farting contests. I'm surprised you guys weren't setting them on fire."
Reece looked away guiltily. Ê
"You didn't..." Faith said in exaspiration.
Reece pointed to the lighter on the night table sheepishly.
Faith shook her head at the tall woman in her incredibly sexy underwear and then grinned at the way her bottom lip protruded. "Stop that Reece, I can't stay even just a little miffed at you when you do that."
Reece cocked her head and looked as pathetic as she possibly could.
"Oh alright, I forgive you."
Reece leaned back in the recliner while everyone hurried around her, busy with something or another. She laid there and sipped her beer, just like Faith ordered her too. If she had known earlier that throwing a yam at Cori would have earned her her freedom she would have done it hours ago. It wasn't her fault, the dancer threw one at her first. She just didn't get caught. Well it didn't matter now, Reece was free and clear of any duties involving the arrival of Marsha and Quinn. The in-laws. she thought with a devious smile. Wouldn't he just shit if I called him daddy? The club owner could barely contain her smirk until Smudge ran over, then she frowned. She reached down and lifted him up to stare at him. "Faith, what did you do to my dog?"
"Oh, he's your dog is he?" The actress laughed from the other room.
"I think he looks adorable in that Santa outfit." Faith said, coming into the living room and smiling at the dog.
"He's not a Barbie doll honey. At least take off the hat." The club owner grumbled.
Faith wrestled the dog out of her wife's protective grasp and put him down on the floor. She leaned down and kissed the top of the tall woman's head and snickered. "He rather likes being dressed, you started that with all those Tshirts." She patted Reece on the shoulder and wiggled her butt as she left the room again.
The club owner growled. I never win any more. She pouted to herself, taking another swig of beer.
"Reece put your shoes on."
"Why? I'm not going outside." The tall woman looked at her socks and wiggled her toes.
"Just put them on." Faith practically ordered.
The tall woman leaned forward, closing the recliner with her body's momentum and muttered something as she stomped to get her shoes.
"Because no one wants to see your ratty, old, torn up, stinky, socks that's why." Faith answered.
"How did you...?" Reece began to ask but thought better of it. She slipped her feet into her sneakers and stomped loudly across the living room. "Better?" She asked standing in front of her harried wife.
"Much." Faith smiled and reached up to peck Reece on the lips.
"I don't get it." Reece said as she flopped back down in the recliner and sipped her beer quietly. Faith climbed up in her lap and wrapped her arms around Reece's neck. The club owner narrowed her eyes. "Ok, mind telling me why you're acting like this?"
"No." She smiled deviously. Reece gave her two eyebrows. Faith snickered.
"What are you hiding from me Faith?" Reece asked with her most sultry look.
Faith almost confessed from the look alone, but composed herself. "Nothing." She glanced at her two friends as they put the finishing touches on the table setting, then she leaned over to whisper in her lover's ear. "Dad's going to have a stroke when he sees them."
"Ya think?" Reece looked over at the two women as they stood side by side. "They look more freakish than they have in a long time babe. Violet's lip piercing stands out with that wretched lipstick she's wearing."
"But you love them anyway."
"Yeah." Reece admitted with a sigh of defeat.
"I just go crazy when your mouth tastes like beer. Kiss me baby." Reece started to smirk but Faith missed the end result as those lips covered her own.
"Would you just look at those two?" Violet teased. "Insatiable."
"And they're off Ladies and gentleman." Cori became Howard Cosell "Reece's arm slips slyly around Faith's shoulder and pulls her close. Faith's cheeks cave in as she obviously sucks on Reece's tongue. Long fingers in blonde hair... OH! Slick manouver on the tall one's part. Bet Faith didn't know what hit her."
Violet snorted with contained laughter, she could see Faith's shoulders shaking as well.
"You're a freak." Reece said in annoyance as her giggling wife climbed off the chair.
"Be lucky she's not in your bedroom."
"Too true Vi." Faith laughed as she peeked out of the front window. "Oh! Its them!" She said excitedly.
"They're heeere" Reece said mysteriously as she scooped up her dog and followed everyone to the door.
Faith opened the door as her mother was just about to ring the doorbell.
"Faith, honey!" The older woman gushed and wrapped her arms around her daughter. "I just saw you on the TV before we left! My little star! I'm so proud!" She said with tears in her eyes.
"I never thought I'd admit it but, I missed you mom." Faith pulled out of the hug and looked around "Where's dad?"
"Getting the bags. Would you look at the little guy? He's so cute!" Marsha looked at Reece for a moment before opening her arms in invitation. "Theresa dear, come give your momma a hug!"
The tall woman's eyes widened in embarassment and they darted around the crowd. Cori took Smudge away from her and pushed her into Marsha's arms which promptly squeezed her to death.
"My other little girl." Mrs. Ashford said as she squeezed. "Are you getting bigger? What's the matter sweetheart, afraid to give me a little hug?" She joked at Reece's stiff posture.
Reece tentatively hugged Marsha back and if she was tortured into admitting it she would say it felt good, but only then. "Hi, Mrs. A. Good to see you."
The older woman released her daughter in-law and stepped back to take in the bunch. Her eyes fell on Cori and Violet. "My, but aren't you two the festive ones?" She said while reaching out to touch Cori's bright red hair.
"Hiya, Marsha!" Cori handed the squirming dog back to Reece and enveloped the older woman in a hug.
"Take notes Theresa, this is a hug."
Quinn stumbled up the steps with a huge bag slung over his shoulders and a small suitcase in his free hand. Reece noticed that he was dressed a little less conservative as usual and figured it was Mrs. A's doing. She smiled fondly at the older woman. "Hiya, Pops!" She said boisterously as she smacked him on his already taxed back.
"Reece." he bit out under the strain.
"Dear, put that stuff down, you'll herniate yourself. Honestly."
Quinn narrowed his eyes at his wife and plopped the big bag at Reece's feet. She raised an eyebrow in question. "Presents. Ho, ho, ho." he said dryly.
"Goodie!" Faith exclaimed excitedly before recalling last years incidents. She eyed her mother suspiciously as Reece brought the bag into the living room. "Mother, you didn't at any time go shopping alone did you?" She gave Reece a nervous look as the tall woman walked back into the foyer.
"No, she didn't." Mr. Ashford said with a wince.
"Poor pops. I feel your pain." Reece sympathized as she patted his shoulder. "Shopping is for girls." The tall woman took the suitcase and eyed it.
Faith took the opportunity to hug her father. "I'm so glad you came here tonight daddy. Thank you." Quinn kissed his daughter on the cheek and looked over her shoulder at Cori and Violet. His eyes widened in shock and he backed up with his mouth hanging open.
Reece stifled a laugh at his reaction and shoved Smudge in his face. "Kiss your grandpa, Little Man."
The dog obeyed and bestowed numerous kisses on Quinn's ever reddening face.
Violet looked at Cori questioningly. "Booger?" She asked showing Cori her nose.
"Nope, nothing hanging out. Me?" She did the same.
"Nope. Maybe it's the earrings. I thought they were a bit much." The piercer fingered the big red christmas tree ornament hanging from her ear.
"No, they're fine. Perfectly festive. It must be the shoes." Cori pointed to her lover's monsterously high red sparkly boots.
"You think? I rather like them. They match your hair. I think it's your high cheekbones Cor. I was a little shocked when I first saw them. I mean, they look so unnatural." Violet said in mock seriousness, primping her day-glo green hair.
Marsha had enough, she glared at her husband. "Quinn, stop staring like that and say hello."
"Cori." He managed before the dancer threw herself at him, arms wide.
"DADDY!" She screamed as she jumped up and wrapped her limbs around the stricken man.
Violet waved demurely at the man who's eyes threatened to pop out onto the floor. Reece barely had it under control before, now, she lost it entirely. She guffawed for all she was worth. Faith tried to keep it in, but failed once her wife began roaring. Marsha snorted once before she too couldn't contain her uproarious mirth. All at Quinn's expense.
Mr. Ashford panicked at first and caught the dancer in his arms, but now that he gathered his wits, he let go, dropping her back to the ground. "What the hell was that all about!?" He asked, his face flushed with embarrassment.
"Faith is like a sister to me, so you're my daddy too, daddy." Cori said with a satisfied smile.
Quinn rolled his already dangerously bulging eyes and walked past the snickering crowd into the living room.
Marsha scolded Cori by wagging a finger and the dancer winked.
"Quinn dear, I'll fix you a drink. Take your coat off and make yourself comfortable."
Faith smacked Cori on the ass and followed her mother. Reece wiped the tears from her eyes and couldn't let the chance of a lifetime pass her by. She followed her father in-law into the living room. Sittling down extremely close, she smiled a shit eating smile at the older man.
Quinn gave the club owner a dangerous glare. "What do you want now?"
"Can I have a hug too daddy?" Reece blinked rapidly at him.
Marsha about bust a gut when she heard that and almost dropped her husband's drink all over him.
"Don't push it Reece." He half smiled at her.
"Theresa, thank you so much for letting us stay here. I know how you like your privacy, that was very generous." Mrs Ashford smiled from ear to ear.
Blue eyes widened and she frantically tried to remember when she agreed to this. "Oh, no problem. Excuse me a second will you?" The club owner stood up and smiled sweetly as she darted into the kitchen.
"EEP!" Faith squeaked as she was pulled out if her conversation by the arm and dragged halfway up the stairs. "Reece! What the hell are you doing?"
The tall woman picked Faith up and carried the startled woman into their bedroom and shut the door, dropping her on the bed.
"Uh oh." Faith mumbled at the look on her wife's face.
"I don't seem to remember inviting them to stay here. Would you care to remind me exactly what I said?" Reece crawled up on all fours hovering over her nervous looking lover.
"Um, I think you said, over my dead body."
"And that sounded to you like an invitation?" The tall woman leaned down and nipped hard at the blonde's throat.
"Uhm..." Faith had a hard time concentrating. "No but..."
"But...." Reece sucked at the spot behind Faith's ear, pinning her arms over her head.
"God Reece..." The actress twitched under the attack.
The club owner licked a wet path down Faith's throat and into the neckine of her shirt. "You want me to keep going?"
"Oh yeah..." Faith purred.
Reece brought one hand down from Faith's wrists and teased her nipple until it stood proudly. Then she sat up abruptly. "Well that's a shame because I know how you feel about making love with your parents in the house." Reece tsked and stood up, leaving Faith laying there with a pained expression on her face.
"Baby, you just can't start..."
"Yes I can." Reece said with a sexy grin. "You'll just have to wait until they leave to get some."
Faith smirked to herself. We'll see about that stud.
"Pity I have to work tonight too." Reece left the room chuckling, without a clue as to Faith's knowing little snicker.
"Oh Reece, you just wait until tonight."
Faith managed to talk her wife into going to the store to fetch more whipped cream for the dessert. Cori had a great time with that one and the tall woman only went to get away from the ribbing.
When Reece came back she found Cori and Faith whispering sneakily in the kitchen, Marsha and Violet in the living room admiring the tree and Quinn was no where to be found. Decisions, decisions... She snuck up behind her wife. "What ya talking about?" She yelled suddenly.
Cori shrieked and dropped the spoon in the mashed potatos, Faith jumped out of her skin with an equally loud yelp. Reece braced herself and snickered.
"You asshole!" Cori yelled, smacking the tall woman repeatedly on her arms.
"I hate when you do that!" Faith yelled too, spanking her wife on the ass several times. "You scared me to death!"
Reece chuckled and blocked as many blows as she could. "Ooops."
"Yeah well you won't think its funny when I drop dead of fright one day."
Reece stuck out her bottom lip and reached over Cori's shoulder to stick her finger in the mashed potatoes. Faith smacked her hand. "Hey, enough with the hitting." The club owner rubbed her smarting hand. ÊÊ
"Get out of the kitchen Reece." Faith pointed to the door with a stern look on her face.
Reece gave her a sexy smile. "I love you." She said as she bent over to kiss her.
"Goddamn she's good, Faith." Cori stared in envy at the kissing couple.
Reece withdrew from the kiss, leaving Faith slightly flustered. "I'll be in there if you need me." she pointed to the living room and left with a wink.
"Jesus..." Faith muttered shaking off the effects of the kiss.
"You know, I used to think you had her wrapped around your finger but now..." Cori teased.
"Don't even start." The actress warned.
Cori chuckled and went back to stirring.
"Theresa dear, stick out your tongue for me."
"Mrs. A?" Reece asked in confusion.
"Just do it, humor an old lady."
Reece complied and Marsha got up to examine it closer. The tall woman put her tongue away and gave the older woman a very puzzled look.
"Violet was just enlightening me on the many delightful uses of a tongue piercing."
To her great displeasure, Reece began to blush.
"Oh come now Theresa, like I don't know what you and my daughter do in private. She practically screams out step by step instructions."
To her even greater displeasure, Reece began to sweat.
"Congratulations Mrs. Ashford, you've rendered her speechless."
Reece bolted out of the room in embarassment.
"Baby? Where are you run... is that a blush?" Faith marched over to inspect.
"I don't think I've ever seen her so red before." Cori noted of her tall friend.
Reece shot the dancer a withering look. "Your mother is going to kill me one day, I swear to it." Reece buried her hot face in Faith's neck.
Faith shook her head in sympathy. "Don't I know it honey. What did she do?"
"You truly don't want to know. Where's your dad?"
"In the guest room watching television, why?" Faith rubbed her wife's back soothingly.
"This..." The club owner grabbed Faith's butt with both hands and pushed her up against the counter in a hot, wet kiss.
"Mph!" Faith gasped in surprise.
"Just reminding you about our little talk." Reece smiled evilly and left Faith standing once again breathess.
Cori just watched in fascination as her friend tried to gather herslf together. "Is this what it's like to live with you two?"
"She thinks she's torturing me."
"Well isn't she?" The dancer snickered.
"Nope. I'll get her back at the club later." Faith grinned deviously.
"That you will my friend."
To her utter defeat, Reece decided she'd be the safest watching television with the old man. She ambled into the guest room and sat down in the chair silently, nodding at the man when he acknowledged her presence. After a few minutes of silence and mindlessly watching the Tv, the tall woman began to relax.
"So, uh, are you working tonight?" Quinn asked, attempting to start a conversation.
"Yep." Reece answered as she propped a long denim clad leg on the chair.
Quinn seemed to study her leg before he spoke. "I saw you on television, escorting Faith to an interview. You looked good all dressed up." He tried to compliment.
"Wait'll ya see what I wear to work." She chuckled.
"Yeah?" Mr. Ashford looked genuinely interested.
"Tails." Reece grinned.
"Must look good on you, you have the legs for it."
"I give ya an E for effort pops, you're really trying. Thanks. I do look good if I say so myself." The club owner smiled smugly. "You're daughter thinks so too."
"Faith thinks the sun rises and sets over you." he said, looking her right in the eyes.
Reece was taken aback at the statement and merely pursed her lips and nodded.
"I didn't mean to embarrass you. In the beginning, tried to figure out what she first saw in you, I never could."
A black eyebrow raised and Reece cocked her head.
"But now...I see how you treat her, protect her and love her too. She trusts you so unconditionally. I trust you too, to keep making her happy... smiling." He said looking down at his feet.
"You know Pops, I can only try my best, its all I can do. In the beginning even I couldn't find one likeable thing about myself either. I fought her tooth and nail to stay away from me. I am so lucky that she's so damned stubborn. Faith's changed me, I like myself more, I like how I make her feel." the tall woman confessed to the most unlikely person.
"Reece, I'm an old man set in my ways. I still don't get this whole same sex thing, but I'm trying. For my daughter. When I try to figure out what she sees in you now I can come up with a few things. I guess what I'm trying to say is, You're ok."
Reece smiled brightly. "Thanks Mr A. You're ok to."
They stood up and faced wach other awkardly.
"You're not going to hug me are you?" Quinn asked uncomfortably.
"Not on your life."
Quinn let out a heavy sigh of relief as they walked out of the room together.
Seating was an issue as they all stood around the dining room table looking at each other. Faith decided on an arrangement that would suit everyone and pointed to each seat as she told each person where to sit. Reece, Violet, her, Quinn, Marsha, then Cori to the other side of Reece. She was pretty proud of her achievement, but found her wife pouting slightly at her choice.
Reece knew neither Cori or Violet should be sitting next to Quinn, and she'd be more than comfortable to be as far away from him as possible, so Faith's arrangement was good, but she would rather have the opportunity to be next to her wife. I am just too damned mushy lately. She thought with a small frown.
Faith noticed Reece's expression and cleared her throat while everyone got settled. Once blue eyes turned on her she blew a little kiss which seemed to placate Reece somewhat as she smiled fleetingly. Patience my needy little wife. Patience. she thought with an inward chuckle.
"Everything looks wonderful Sweetheart!" Marsha exclaimed.
"Thanks mom, everyone helped, even Reece." Faith smiled at the club owner who nodded slightly.
"You cooked?" Quinn asked in astonishment.
"I helped, you won't catch me dead cooking." Reece chuckled.
"Ok, lets eat." Cori cut in, suddenly starving.
"Wait a minute! Isn't anyone going to say grace?" Marsha asked expectantly.
"Grace, Mrs. A?" Cori asked in puzzlement.
"In our house we always gave thanks when the family was together. Right Faith?"
Faith nodded, shooting a worried glance at her lover who looked slightly panicked at the news.
"Really now," Violet mock chastised her girlfriend, equally as hungry. "Don't you know anything?"
"We'll go around the table. Ok, I'll start." Marsha said with a pensive look on her face. "I'm thankful for being here with my baby, I'm thankful that she's achieved her dream, and has someone who loves her to share it with her. I'm thankful for my health and the health of those I love."
Reece blushed sightly.
"Your turn Cori." Faith interrupted, hiding her own blush.
"Ok, I'm thankful for having the most wonderful friends I could hope for, finding the light of my life in Violet, and being able to share Christmas with this family."
"That was so sweet babe." Violet smiled, touched by Cori's words.
Cori smiled evilly. "Your turn Reece."
The club owner swallowed hard, she looked to Faith who nodded in encouragement. "Well, ok..." She started, not knowing what she was going to say. "I'm thankful for, uh... this." she gestured to the table. "I never had a family, I never knew love, I never had a friend except Frankie. I'm thankful for everyone here, even you Pops, but especially Faith. If she didn't take the chance on me, I wouldn't have anything to be thankful for right now."
Faith couldn't control herself and she ran over and kissed her wife passionately, right in front of everyone. Reece was startled by the sudden show of affection but returned the kiss without arguement.
"Daddy's busting a valve." Cori piped up at the sudden look of dismay on the man's face.
Faith pulled back and looked into Reece's eyes, attempting to convey all the love she felt for the woman at that very moment. It must have worked, because blue eyes spoke volumes right back at her.
"Ok, well then...." Marsha sputtered. Not so upset at her daughter's behavior as she was choked up. That kiss was so deep, it was almost spiritual. She was suddenly struck with the depth of the emotion they shared. "Your turn, dear."
Smudge scratched at Reece's leg and she picked him up and set him on her lap, still frowning at his outfit.
"I'm thankful for everything. Let's eat."
"Quinn!" Marsha scolded. Ê
"Well, I'm hungry!"
"That's ok Mr. A, I gotchya." Violet agreed. "Faith you go."
"I'm so incredibly thankful for having my family around me again, I'm thankful for the most special friends anyone could ask for, even if they do look like freaks, and I'm infintely thankful to have found Reece. I'm thankful that I am a successful actress, but it would mean nothing to me without every one of you besides me to share it with. I love you guys."
Reece smiled at Faith, a loving knowing smile that was returned whole heartedly. She just knew if she got up and kissed her wife, Quinn would stroke out.
"My turn and we can eat!" Violet exclaimed. "I'm thankful for Reece pushing me at Cori that fateful night. If it weren't for her, I never would have met my soulmate, or her friends and family. I'm also thankful that we can eat now."
"FOOD!" Cori yelled as they all began to dig in at once.
Faith started for the turkey but then suddenly realized the one thing they forgot. "Oh god! No one carved the bird!"
Reece snickered and stood up. "Show me to the knife babe." She handed the dog to Quinn who looked stricken,. holding the pup and staring at his face. "He'll lick you if you hold him like that Pops."
Quinn's face pinched severely. "He'll pee too." He grimaced so badly his eyes disappeared.
"Well if you didn't squeeze him so damned hard..." Reece stalked over and took back Smudge, scolding him slightly for show but kissing his nose in reward for a job well done. "Here ya go little man." she placed him back on the floor and went about looking for a knife.
Faith tried to hold it in, but the shocked look on her father's face did her in. She began to laugh out loud.
"Faith dear, it's not that funny." Marsha said, turning various shades of red as she tried to hold in her own laughter.
Cori just shrugged and grabbed for the yams, handing one to her girlfriend.
"Excuse me, but I can't eat Christmas dinner covered in dog urine!" Quinn was actually smirking at his own luck.
Reece threw the dish towel at him and recieved a smack from her wife.
"Go get him one of your shirts Reece." she demanded, still smiling.
"Oh alright. Who's gonna carve the turkey then?"
"I will." Violet offered taking the knife out of Reece's hand. "Watch and learn." She said cockily.
Reece rolled her eyes. "C'mon pops, lets go get you a clean shirt.
"Hey Marsh, could pass the biscuits?" Cori asked as they were the only two at the table.
"Sure dear, here ya go. Musn't let the food get cold." she winked, tucking into a piece of Turkey that Violet just provided her.
"Amen sistah." ÊÊ
Quinn looked at himself in the mirror. "I don't really want to wear this shirt to a family dinner. Its so, so.."
"It's perfect. Don't you worry, there's no photographers out there." Reece held back her devious smirk at the man's T shirt. "You saw how my dress shirts fit you. Besides, if I'm wearing jeans, you can wear a T shirt."
"But I don't get it. Who's your daddy? Why would you want a shirt that says that?" He asked in puzzlement.
Reece shrugged and turned her back on the man, pretending to smooth out her blanket. "It was a gift, from your daughter, she seems to like it." She bit out through her clenched teeth.
"Well, alright, but I still don't get it. You're right though, after Cori's antics the shirt does fit the occasion." He agreed with a half smile.
"See? Its perfect I told you." Reece nodded, eyes wide in an attempt to show innocence.
Faith and Cori were on their second glass of wine, Marsha on her third vodka tonic and Violet was on her first beer. All four women were nearly finished with dinner by the time Quinn and Reece came back into the kitchen. Unfortunately, Faith just took a mouthful of wine as her father spread his arms to show off his T-shirt. She didn't know how much it would burn as the wine shot out of her nose.
"Faith!" Marsha yelled, grabbing a napkin and blotting at her silk blouse.
"Oh honey, that had to hurt." Reece ran to her wife's side and received a hard smack in the arm for her concern.
"Oh god..." The actress moaned nasally. "That burned... bad." she blew her nose in a napkin and then gave Reece an evil glare.
"Nice shirt, Mr. Ashford." Violet snickered, and Cori covered her whole face with a napkin.
"I just can't figure out why Faith would buy it for Reece though." he wondered.
The blush that covered Faith's face was bright and hot. She sucked in her bottom lip so she wouldn't moan pitifully in embarrassment, watching Reece sit in her seat the perfect example of innocence.
Marsha, strangely quiet, sat staring at her daughter with pursed lips. She knew all about what that shirt meant having watched many episodes of Jerry Springer.
"Cuz I'm the daddy that's why." Reece said with a devistatingly sexy grin aimed at her beet red lover.
"I thought I was the daddy." Quinn said in confusion, obviously not getting it.
"You're my daddy, dear." Marsha finally piped up.
"Ewww, mother!" Faith exclaimed with a sour face. "I don't want to know that."
Cori finally snorted out the laughter she was holding the entire time. Reece snickered at the dancer as she brought a fork full of mashed potatoes to her mouth.
Cori glanced at Reece who opened her mouth and showed her the potatoes so the dancer flicked yam at her off of her own fork.
Faith glared at her friend and wiped the yam off of her forehead.
"Oops, that was meant for Reece." Cori explained, flicking again.
"Hey!" Reece yelled, as the orange glob hit her hand. She promptly threw a piece of dinner roll at the dancer.
"That's enough out of you two!" Faith threw her napkin down on her plate and gave the both women evil looks. "I swear, it's like you guys turn into four year olds when you're together." she shook her head.
Cori showed Faith her chewed turkey, Reece made a fist by the side of her head and began cranking mashed potatoes out of her mouth. Marsha giggled and Quinn smirked. Faith threw her hands up and finished off her glass of wine.
"I love you baby." Reece said sweetly, blowing a kiss at her wife.
Quinn stopped eating to see if Reece was going to get out of it that easily.
"I love you to Reece, but you are impossible sometimes." she said with a sigh. Reece pouted sexily at her and she finally smiled. "Ok, I forgive you." Green eyes glanced at the clock over the stove. "You better go get dressed for work, baby."
"Yeah, you're right, if you'll all excuse me." Reece said as she stood up and headed for the stairs.
"She has you exactly where she wants you, sweetheart." Marsha giggled.
"Your mother would never let me off the hook that easily, Faith." Quinn added.
"I know." Faith sighed heavily. "She knows every button and how to push them."
"That's cuz she loves to make up afterwards." Cori said with a wink.
"Boy does she ever..." Faith started but stopped when she saw her father's eyebrow raise.
"Faith dear, tell me, is she always on top?"
"That's enough vodka for you Marsha." Quinn said with a red face. He really didn't want to hear the answer to that question.
Faith took the drink away from her mother and leaned over to her ear. "No." she whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.
Quinn turned redder, Violet cheered and Cori waved her hand in the air.
"I knew that already." the dancer said proudly.
"But how in the world do you ..." Marsha started to ask.
"Easy, she'll do anything for me." Faith said with a smile.
Quinn let that sink in. He saw Reece in a whole different light now, and with a silly little comment about his daughter's sex life. He liked the club owner even more now seeing his daughter's confident face when she said that. He was sure it must have been proven in many different ways or Faith wouldn't have said it as surely as she did.
"Excuse me a second will you?" Faith stood up and started to leave the room.
"I'm sure she can dress herself, Faith honey."
"She can mother, but it never hurt to have a helping hand." The actress smiled deviously as she left.
"Oh god, someone turn up the radio." Quinn commented.
"Why dear, you may learn something." Marsha said with a smile.
Cori and Violet laughed, happy to be sharing Christmas with Faith's parents.
Faith entered the bedroom as Reece was buttoning her tux shirt, and she slipped behind her and snuck her hands up the back of the shirt.
"Hi there, sexy." Reece said over her shoulder.
"Mmm, you feel so good." Faith purred, leaning her weight into her lover's back.
"So do you babe, but I gotta put on my pants."
"No," Faith stopped her wife from putting on the tuxedo pants. "Wear these." she said, going to the closet and pulling out a pair of black button fly's.
Reece looked quizzically at Faith. "Why those?" She wondered, those pants were kind of baggy.
Faith reached under her pillow and brought out a harness and dildo. "So you can wear this."
A black eyebrow raised high. "Faith?" The club owner asked, taking the harness from her lover's hand.
"Just do it... for me." Faith said, a sexy smile on her face.
Blue eyes narrowed but the tall woman did as she was asked, sliding her underwear off and stepping into the leather straps. "And why would you want me wearing this get up to work?" Reece asked skeptically.
"Knowing you have that on will drive me crazy all night long." The actress said with her best leer.
"But sweetie," Reece smirked. "You're still not getting any until your parents leave." She chuckled.
Faith pouted for show. "Do it anyway, and don't ask questions." she snatched Reece's underwear out of her hands as she was going to put them on. "No, leave them off."
"Faith, now you're beginning to worry me." Reece said seriously. "How am I going to deal all night with a dick swinging between my legs?"
"Oh please, those pants aren't that loose, nothing will be swinging." Faith rolled her eyes.
"Don't you think I'll be more comfortable with my boxer briefs holding it down?" She asked, not wanting to be constantly reminded of the dildo, nor of her threat to Faith about not getting any.
"Maybe, but if I have to suffer, you do to."
"Oh I get it, you want me to get so worked up over wearing it that I fuck your brains out when I come home." The club owner chuckled.
"Maybe." Faith answered with a sexy grin. "Just do this for me baby."
"Alright, but if I come home horny as hell, you're not getting any. In fact, I'll take care of it myself.... sitting right smack in the middle of your chest." She teased.
Faith gulped hard. That's something she didn't need to picture while her wife was standing in front of her wearing a tux shirt and a dildo. "Put your pants on." she squeaked out and left the room.
When the actress returned to the kitchen, she saw her mother and friends attempting to clean up.
"That was quick" Cori said taking in Faith's flushed face.
Faith smacked the dancer on her ass and looked around the room, all eyes on her. "Geez, nothing happened that quickly! She huffed.
"So dear, Cori tells me you're going to surprise Reece at the club tonight." Marsha said while rinsing off a dish.
Faith blushed immediately, not sure how much the dancer told her mother. "Yeah... hey, we have a dishwasher." she told the older woman.
"So, what kind of surprise do you have in store for her?"
"Where's daddy?" The actress asked innocently.
"Faith, why are you dodging.. OH!" The older woman chuckled. "THAT kind of surprise." she smirked knowingly.
"I told her I didn't want her at that place, no matter what the surprise. It's too risky with all the publicity she's been getting, but does she listen to me... nooooo." Violet ranted.
"Oh please, Sarge is taking care of everything." Cori rolled her eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Marsha asked in concern.
"Ever since Faith has become such an attention getter, tabloids and the like have been hounding Reece as well, showing up at the club, snapping pictures of her and some dancer or another..."
"Some dancer or another?" Marsha asked, appalled.
"No ma, not like that. Reece has a job to do and it puts her in close contact with scantily clad women. The tabloids like to make a bigger deal of it than there really is."
"Poor Theresa. She must not be taking this too well." Marsha said with genuine sympathy for her daughter in-law.
"No, she's not. I try to give her all the attention I can when we're in private. It's getting to her, she hates to share me and she simply loathes the spotlight." Faith said sadly.
"Well dear," Marsha said, hugging her daughter. 'You just make this a really special night for her then."
"Oh, I will." Faith chuckled, pulling Cori into the hug.
"Group hug!" Violet yelled, jumping in also.
Suddenly Faith felt something oddly familiar behind her at the same time Violet snickered. She blushed as the long body pressed into her back, Reece's attachment making itself very clear to her. She turned around and gave her wife her own personal hug, pushing into her a little more than was necessary.
Reece smirked playfully at Faith's slightly aroused expression. "It was your idea babe." She whispered, swaying her hips almost imperceptible to the rest of the room, but Faith certainly felt the intent.
"Mmm... I know. Hold that thought hon, and hold it all night." She winked up at her gorgeous lover and disentangled herself from the embrace.
"Hey freak, you better start getting ready, you're on second tonight."
The dancer had made it clear to all the girls that the first dancer of the night would be a surprise, but she had to play up to Reece. "Second!" Cori yelled. "Who's on first?"
"That's right." Reece teased.
Cori looked puzzled at first but when she got it, she gave her boss a playful smack. "Oh you're hysterical. No really, why aren't I first?"
"Beats me, the girls said they have something special set up... for Christmas." Reece shrugged. "I gotta go, I love you baby." she said giving her wife a long sexy kiss.
"Oh brother." Violet teased.
"Eat me." Reece said then realized Marsha was in the room. "Uh, sorry Mrs. A." she said with embarrassment.
"I should be embarrassed of that? After listening to you two make love?"
Reece snickered and left.
To be concluded in part 2