Good Things Come in Small Packages

By Mavis Applewater

yomavis@email.com

March 2002

Disclaimers: Just in case you don’t know the legal mumbo jumbo by now . . . here we go again! This little ditty belongs to the author and cannot be reproduced or posted without the author’s permission. If you are offended by a story that graphically describes a loving sexual relationship between two consenting adult women, this story isn’t for you - trust me. If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this material, you must go.

Thanks to my beta reader Joanne.

As always, this is for Heather

PART ONE

Gayle rubbed her throbbing temples for the one-hundredth time that day. What had she been thinking of when she agreed to help her sister with her niece’s fifth birthday party? There were twenty-seven children running around strung out on a sugar high. "Oh come on, Gayle. It’s not that bad." Sherry nudged her.

"Why did I ever agree to help you with Kayla’s party?" Gayle moaned as yet another high-pitched scream assaulted her ears.

"It’s not that bad." Sherry laughed. "Besides you needed to get out."

"So you thought that having me play referee at a five-year-old’s birthday party was just what I needed," Gayle growled at her older sibling. "How sweet," she spat out in a sarcastic tone.

"Come on, Gayle. You’ve been burying yourself in work," Sherry chastised her younger sibling.

"Not entirely," Gayle argued.

"Oh I know. You also shut yourself up in that house of yours," Sherry noted bitterly. "Look, I know that things between you and Anna ended badly, but you really need to get out amongst the living again."

"And you thought a kid’s birthday party was just the ticket?" Gayle questioned her sister in disbelief.

"Come on. Let’s go back outside and check on the kids." Sherry nudged her. "I think Frank is ready to go over the wall," Sherry teased, nodding towards her very tired looking spouse.

The tall siblings weaved their way through the racing children; their crystal blue eyes watching carefully to ensure that nothing was getting out of hand. "When are we going to serve the cake?" Gayle complained once again.

"Soon," Sherry groaned as she looked at her watch. "We’re just waiting for Elmo."

"Excuse me?" Gayle choked out, recalling the argument she’d had with her sister two weeks ago.

"Relax. Since neither you nor Frank were willing to wear the costume, I’ve hired a professional," Sherry explained dryly. "Elmo will do the cake and hand out the presents."

"Then we’re done and we can send the little rug rats home?" Gayle inquired hopefully.

"No." Sherry drew the word out into a hiss. "Elmo is going to play games with the children. Oh no! Tommy Walker is trying to ride the dog again."

"I’ll get him," Gayle volunteered as she raced after the little boy who had mistaken the husky for a pony ride.

Gayle managed to free the poor dog from the sticky youngster. Little Tommy planted a sticky sloppy kiss on her cheek while grabbing her long raven hair. He ran off as Gayle tried to unsnarl her hair, which was covered with an unidentifiable substance. "Where the hell is Elmo?" she muttered under her breath. All Gayle wanted at that moment was to go home and take a long bath.

She knew that Sherry was right. She needed to get out amongst the living once again. But this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. Anna’s sudden departure had left her feeling empty. "How after three years together do you suddenly decide that you don’t love someone anymore?" she wondered bitterly. She knew that things weren’t perfect but she never suspected that her partner had fallen for someone else.

It had been almost a year since Anna came home and announced that she was leaving. Gayle had been stunned by the coldness in her lover’s voice. It had all seemed surreal until Anna handed her the old ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ line of crap. Gayle stared in disbelief at her lover who simply began to pack up her belongings.

Out of the corner of her eye Gayle saw a white van pull up in front of the house. The van had several characters painted brightly along the side. "Please be Elmo," Gayle pleaded as she watched the van intently. "Come on, you furry red little bastard," she muttered as she tried to see if anyone was inside the van. She grimaced when she noticed that the windows were tinted.

A pair of high-strung children raced past her. Gayle was just about to give up on seeing Elmo emerge from the van when her jaw dropped. The petite blonde who did exit the van was stunning. The woman had reddish blonde hair braided down her back. Gayle moved closer to see if the woman was as young as she appeared from a distance.

Gayle drank in the sight of the young woman’s firm body. It wasn’t hard to notice since she was dressed in a pair of cutoff shorts and a sleeveless white T-shirt. Gayle was pleased when she realized that the woman was indeed older than she appeared. The tall brunette didn’t want to be ogling some teenager. Using her long stride, she cut across the yard as the woman made her way to the back of the van.

As the small blonde unlocked the van’s back door, Gayle was treated to the sight of her very firm backside. She stopped suddenly and swallowed hard at the sight. "Good. She’s here," Sherry exclaimed from behind her.

"Tell me that’s not Elmo," Gayle managed to choke out as the blonde disappeared into the van.

"It is," Sherry confirmed. "Why don’t we try to get the kids rounded up?" she suggested as she gave Gayle a nudge.

"But . . .?" Gayle stammered.

"What?" Sherry asked as she pulled her away.

"She’s a woman," Gayle pointed out.

"Very good," Sherry scoffed as she dragged Gayle along with her. "Nice to see you can still notice things like that. Now come on and help me with these kids."

Gayle and Sherry organized the kids with the help of Frank and the other parents. Gayle kept looking over her shoulder to see if she could catch another glimpse of the attractive blonde. Deciding that Gayle was becoming useless, Sherry sent her off to the kitchen to get the cake ready. Just as Gayle finished putting the candles on the large cake that had a huge Elmo made out of icing, a larger more animated version strolled into the backyard.

The children were screaming for Elmo as the furry guy handed out balloons. Gayle watched in amusement as some of the children hid from the oversized Sesame Street character. Not her niece though; she was boldly trying to climb up Elmo’s leg. "That’s my girl," Gayle said proudly as she watched the youngster. ‘Then again if the person under that costume is who I think it is, I wouldn’t mind climbing up her leg either. Oh man! I’m having lustful thoughts about Elmo! That’s just sick. Sherry’s right. I need to get out more often.’ Her thoughts raced as she watched the party from the kitchen window.

"Sherry wants us to bring out the cake," Frank announced from the doorway.

"You look exhausted," Gayle responded as she started lighting the candles.

"Who knew a kid’s birthday party could be like this?" her brother-in-law exclaimed. "It sounded so simple when we started to plan it," he muttered absently as he held the backdoor open for her.

Gayle brought the cake out to the screaming hoards. Elmo encouraged the children to sing Happy Birthday. The gifts were handed out and then Elmo began to lead the children in games. Gayle watched the furry guy carefully, trying to find any trace of the gorgeous woman that she had seen earlier.

She found it amusing to watch the blindfolded children trying to knock open the piñata hanging from the oak tree. "Yeah, that’s what these kids need. More sugar," Gayle whispered to her sister who was trying to videotape every precious moment.

"Just for that crack, smart aleck . . ." Sherry lowered her camera slightly. "Oh Elmo!" She beckoned the red monster over. "I think we have someone over here who wants to try their luck with the piñata," Sherry shouted loudly.

"Sherry," Gayle growled as Elmo bounced over and took the brunette by her hand.

The kids cheered her on, thinking they were finally going to get their candy. Elmo handed Gayle the stick and then wrapped a blindfold around her eyes. Elmo was quite animated as he performed this act. The kids and adults laughed as Gayle was spun around. Gayle couldn’t help but notice that Elmo’s hands were drifting to some very interesting places.

Gayle latched tightly onto one of the large furry red hands. "Watch your hands, Elmo," she threatened softly. When she heard a small gasp she knew that her message had been received. Gayle stumbled around swinging the stick until she heard the piñata crack open and the children squeal in delight.

She started to fall as the children rushed forward. A large furry hand reached out and grabbed hold of her as she started to stumble. She felt arms wrapping around her as they pulled her to safety. Gayle pulled the blindfold from her eyes and found that she was hugging Elmo. ‘This is getting too weird,’ she thought merrily as she was released from Elmo’s furry arms. "Thank you," she said honestly. She smiled as Elmo bowed.

Another hour passed before the kids were waving goodbye to Elmo. Thankfully the party started to wrap up. As Gayle was helping Frank and Sherry clean up the backyard, she noticed the van was still parked out front.

Exhausted, Gayle entered her sister’s kitchen to find her chatting with the blonde she’d seen earlier. Gayle had to admit she looked a lot better when she wasn’t sporting the furry red costume. The blonde was sipping a glass of iced tea as Sherry rambled on about what a great job she did. "Hey Sis," Sherry called out. Gayle simply smiled as she became completely captivated by a pair of emerald eyes.

"Gayle, this is . . . ,"Sherry began the introduction.

"I think we’ve met," Gayle said smoothly as she held out her hand.

"Teagan Gallagher," the blonde introduced herself as she shook Gayle’s hand firmly.

Gayle reluctantly released Teagan’s hand as she noticed the mischievous twinkle in her green eyes. They stood there staring at one another for a lingering moment. Gayle could feel her heart racing as her mouth went suddenly dry. "I should get going," Teagan finally said, her eyes never breaking contact with Gayle’s.

"I’ll get your check," Sherry said quickly. Gayle was barely aware that her sister had risen and left the room. The air became thick with energy.

"I’m sorry about earlier," Teagan apologized. Gayle stared at the small blonde in confusion. "My paws don’t generally slip like that," Teagan explained with a slight blush.

"Uh huh,"Gayle responded wryly.

"I didn’t think you’d mind," Teagan continued in a slightly cocky manner.

"Really?" Gayle questioned, feeling a little irritated by the woman’s forward manner.

"No." Teagan smirked.

"And why is that?" Gayle huffed.

"Don’t know really," Teagan hedged. "Maybe it was the way you checked my backside out before I changed into my costume."

"Oh," Gayle stammered. Now it was her turn to blush. "You caught that, did you?"

"Uh huh." Teagan grinned. "Still it was unprofessional of me to touch you that way. I apologize."

"Well, it was inappropriate," Gayle hedged, her heart still racing. "I’ll be honest. It was the outfit that kind of threw me."

Gayle was mesmerized by the smaller woman’s smile. She found herself wondering if she should ask her out. Her courage was failing her at the moment. She hoped that maybe Teagan would ask her out and spare her the embarrassment. Silence surrounded them as Gayle wrestled with her demons. Just as she mustered up the courage to invite the blonde for coffee, Sherry entered the room.

"Here you are, Teagan." Sherry beamed as she handed the woman a check.

Teagan glanced at it quickly before stuffing into the tight denim cut offs. "You were great," Sherry babbled on. "The kids just loved it."

"Well, tell your friends," Teagan responded with charm as she reached into her pocket and handed a few business cards to Sherry. "And if there’s anything I can do for you, call me," Teagan addressed Gayle while handing her a business card. Their fingers brushed slightly during the exchange. Gayle stared at the card as her fingers trembled from the sensation. "Well, I really need to be going," Teagan stated, snapping Gayle out of her trance. Teagan seemed to be waiting for something. Unable to speak, Gayle could only stare into those amazing eyes. Teagan’s gaze fell slightly as a grimace flashed across her cherubic features. "Nice meeting the both of you," the blonde muttered in a dejected manner before waving goodbye and leaving the sisters standing in the kitchen.

"What is the matter with you?" Sherry snapped.

"What?" Gayle asked in confusion.

"Why didn’t you ask her out?" Sherry pushed. "Or walk her out to the van? Or speak instead of staring like a complete idiot?"

"Sherry, what are you talking about?" Gayle tried to defend herself.

"You really don’t get it, do you?" Sherry groaned in exasperation. "That girl was hot for you."

"Don’t be silly. Sherry." Gayle stated with disbelief. "She was just being nice."

"Oh, so she gave you her business card to be nice?" Sherry nudged her.

"She gave you her card as well," Gayle pointed out. "She’s just trying to drum up business."

"She gave me a stack of cards to pass on to my friends." Sherry snorted. "She gave you a single card and asked you to call her if there was anything she could do for you."

"Sherry, you’re wrong," Gayle protested as her gaze drifted back to the business card she still clutched in her hand.

"Weren’t you interested?" Sherry questioned her in a serious tone.

Gayle couldn’t respond. She knew that she was interested. She was more than interested. For the first time in years she felt alive. She was not simply attracted to the small woman; she was completely turned on. Her libido had not only stirred; it was screaming in full force. And it terrified her.

"Gayle?" Sherry said in a nervous tone. "Sis, what’s wrong?"

"Nothing," Gayle lied. "I guess I’m just out of practice."

"No rush," Sherry said in an effort to comfort her brooding sibling. "She gave you her card. You can call her tomorrow."

"I couldn’t do that," Gayle gasped.

"Why not?" Sherry asked in disbelief.

"I just met her," Gayle said, trying to sound reasonable.

"And?" Sherry spat out. "She gave you her card. Ask her out for coffee."

"I don’t know," Gayle groaned as she felt her headache returning in full force. "Do you really think she was interested in me?"

"You are an idiot," Sherry responded flatly. "Go home and relax. Get cleaned up and have good night’s sleep. And call her in the morning."

"Sherry . . . I just don’t know," Gayle protested.

"Promise me that you’ll at least think about it?" Sherry pleaded.

Gayle agreed to think about it and they continued to clean up the debris left behind from the day’s festivities. Gayle was astonished that such small children could leave such a mass of wanton destruction in their wake.

Later she was soaking in a hot bath. She couldn’t stop her mind from conjuring up images of Teagan. Lustful images clouded her thoughts as she tried to decide whether or not she should call the small blonde.

Later as she lay in be,d she still had no idea what she should do. She knew what she wanted to do. She wanted Teagan in bed with her at that very moment so she could touch those firm muscles. She pictured Teagan cupping her breasts. Gayle’s hands began to roam her own body freely. She closed her eyes as she ran her hands up under her nightshirt, biting her bottom lip as she pinched and teased her own nipples. She imagined Teagan’s body pressed against her own as her hand drifted down her stomach.

Gayle gasped as she felt her passion pooling around her fingers. "God, I’m so turned on and I’m only thinking about her." She panted as her fingers brushed across her throbbing clit. She continued to pinch her nipples with one hand as the other sank into her center. Her body arched in response. As she touched herself, she pictured Teagan touching her. Gayle plunged deeper inside of herself as her body trembled. She cried out in pleasure as she released her pent up frustrations.

PART TWO

Teagan sat at her desk trying to sort out the following weeks schedule. She chewed on her bottom lip as she tried to match her performers with the appropriate characters for upcoming parties. Business was good. And that meant dealing with her staff’s overwhelming scheduling problems. "Don’t they realize they just can’t blow off work," she grumbled to herself. "You miss work and some kid doesn’t have Buzz Lightyear showing up at their party." There was also the problem of matching her staff to the costume. Height and weight were all factors. Clyde was always available but no one wanted a three-hundred-pound Easter Bunny.

Of course with Teagan’s slender build and short stature, she could fill in for most of the characters. Like she had done the week before with Elmo. A smile crossed her lips as she recalled meeting Gayle at the party. The smile quickly turned into a grimace as she realized that the tall brunette had failed to call her. "I came on too strong," she chastised herself. "She’s not interested. Just accept it and move on," she reminded herself once again.

A knock on her office door snapped her out of her dark thoughts. "Come in," she called out. Melinda, her assistant, stepped in. "There’s a Miss Jordan here to see you," Melinda explained with a slight scowl.

Teagan quickly flipped through her appointment book in confusion. "I don’t have anything written down." The blonde shook her head in confusion. "Well, send her in, Mel. I’ll try to make myself presentable."

"She doesn’t have an appointment," Mel protested.

Teagan was surprised by her assistant’s objection to her visitor. "Mel, we play kiddy parties; we’re not Chase Manhattan," Teagan explained slowly. "Send her in." Teagan was wondering what was wrong with her normally efficient assistant as she left her office.

Teagan was busy trying to straighten up her desk when her visitor entered. "I hope I’m not interrupting anything?" the deep voice inquired shyly from the doorway. Teagan’s head snapped up and drank in the vision of the woman who had been haunting her dreams for the past week.

"Gayle," she responded with a smile. "Come in."

The tall brunette seemed to relax as she stepped into the cluttered office. "I didn’t mean to bother you," Gayle quickly apologized as she closed the door behind her.

"You’re not bothering me," Teagan offered gently.

"The girl in the outer office said that you were very busy," Gayle explained as she took a seat on the couch hidden in the corner.

"I’m always busy." Teagan shrugged, wondering what had gotten Mel’s knickers in a twist.

"I can see that," Gayle said with a smile. "It’s quite an operation you have here. I didn’t realize at the party that you were the boss."

"Yes . . . well, I’m much more than a frisky little monster," Teagan teased. "I don’t go out on gigs that often anymore. But sometimes when we’re short handed or when I feel the urge, I go out."

"So last week was a special guest appearance?" Gayle teased in return.

"So what brings you here?" Teagan inquired as she crossed over to sit beside Gayle. "Business or pleasure?"

Teagan was intrigued as she watched Gayle fidget nervously. "I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go for coffee or something?" Gayle finally confessed.

Teagan’s eyes went wide in delight. "Yes. I’d really like that," she blurted out quickly before she could stop herself from sounding overanxious. "Sorry, I didn’t mean to come on so strong," she quickly apologized as she blushed slightly.

"No need to apologize," Gayle said as she blew out a sigh of relief. "I’ve been meaning to call you all week. Truth is I wimped out. "

"Really?" Teagan was truly surprised that the seemingly confident woman was afraid to ask her out.

"I haven’t dated in a long time," Gayle explained.

Teagan swallowed hard, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Fearing that she had hit on a married woman, she began to squirm. She couldn’t deny her attraction to this woman, but there were some lines she just didn’t cross. "I was in a relationship for over three years," Gayle explained sadly. "It ended last year and I just kind of shut myself off from everyone."

"Oh," Teagan responded with relief. "I was afraid that you were involved or something."

"No, just rusty." Gayle laughed slightly.

"When would you like to go out?" Teagan pressed, not wanting an opportunity to get to know this woman better to slip by. She regretted her eagerness as Gayle’s eyes widened. The brunette looked like a deer caught in a set of headlights. "Am I moving too fast?"

"No," Gayle choked out nervously. "Like I said, I’m rusty at all of this."

Teagan waited patiently, allowing Gayle to gather her thoughts. The scent of Gayle’s perfume and the nearness of her body were making it extremely difficult for Teagan to restrain herself. She knew she had no choice since the woman was panicking over the thought of when they should go out. ‘I don’t know if I can handle this. I want to kiss her senseless just from sitting so close to her.’ Her mind raced. "So what made you decide to come over here?" Teagan offered, hoping to break the ice.

"I was downtown on business when I passed by the shop," Gayle explained. "So I finally decided to suck it up and drop in. Actually I was hoping that you wouldn’t be here so I wouldn’t have to ask you out face to face."

Teagan could sympathize with Gayle’s dilemma. It was hard enough asking someone out over the telephone, never mind having to risk rejection up close and personal. "How about this? It’s late and there’s a really good restaurant right on the corner. If you’re free we could catch a bite to eat now and get to know one another better," Teagan offered hopefully.

"Now?" Gayle choked out.

"If that’s all right with you?" Teagan responded carefully, not wanting to scare Gayle off.

She could see the hesitation written all over Gayle’s face. Suddenly the dark woman shook her head and laughed lightly. "Yes," she asserted confidently. "Sorry I’m being so silly. I don’t know what I’m afraid of. I am very attracted to you and I want to get to know you better, so let’s go."

"Great." Teagan beamed as she reached over and gave Gayle’s hand a light squeeze. "I just need to grab my coat and let my staff know that I’m taking off for the night."

PART THREE

Gayle felt good as she sat across the table from Teagan. She had been so nervous earlier when they were at Teagan’s shop. Her assistant had been a little snippy when they were leaving. Teagan seemed to be confused by the woman’s terse manner. Gayle understood Melinda perfectly; the redhead had a crush on her boss.

Now here they were enjoying a simple meal at Brandy’s. They talked about their jobs and love lives. The evening wore on as Gayle found herself talking endlessly. There was something about Teagan that put her at ease. The only problem was Gayle didn’t want the evening to end. In fact much to her surprise, she wanted to go somewhere that they could be alone. She wanted Teagan to wrap her body around her own.

For the past week she had fantasized, dreamt about, and agonized over the woman seated across from her. And now she didn’t know how to handle the way her palms were sweating and her stomach clenched in desire each time Teagan laughed or spoke.

"So why are the windows of your van tinted?" Gayle inquired thoughtfully.

"I have all of the vans’ windows tinted so the kids won’t see the costumes in the back. This way they only see the character exiting or entering. And we inform the parents if they ask about the person they see entering and exiting, they should just tell the kids that it’s the character’s driver," Teagan explained.

"That’s smart," Gayle concurred.

"Well, it saves a lot of heartache for the little ones," Teagan explained. "It would be a little traumatic for some four-year-old to see a great big Kermit head lying in the back of the van. And we need somewhere to change. Trust me. You don’t want to drive around town dressed like Winnie the Pooh."

"Are you speaking from experience?" Gayle teased her.

"As a matter a fact, I am." Teagan swatted her playfully. "At Christmas time I make my Santa Claus park the van around the corner from the gig. There’s nothing harder to explain than why Santa’s driving a car. So do you like investment banking?"

"Yes I do," Gayle confirmed. "I know it sounds dull but I find everything about what I do very challenging."

When the check arrived, Gayle had to wrestle it away from the feisty blonde. "I invited you out, remember?" she pointed out.

"All right but next time is on me," Teagan countered hopefully.

Gayle’s stomach lurched and her heart rate sped up when she heard the promise in those words. "Okay," Gayle agreed in a rich tone as she extracted some bills from her wallet and left them on the table for their waitress.

They fell into a comfortable silence as they walked back to Teagan’s shop. Gayle felt a pang of disappointment that the evening was ending. They stood there on the street, each shifting nervously. "I guess your crew wrapped up for the night," Gayle noted as she looked at the dark building with the metal gate pulled down.

"Yeah," Teagan answered softly. "I need to finish some paperwork," she apologized as she stepped slightly closer to Gayle.

The brunette could feel her body tingling from the heat emanating from Teagan’s firm little body. Gayle leaned in closer trying to think of something to say that would delay their separation. "I had a great time tonight," she finally managed to utter.

"Me too," Teagan said with a shy smile. "Would you like to come in for a little while?"

"I . . . uhm." Gayle hesitated.

"I just need to grab some schedules," Teagan explained quickly. "I live upstairs. I could make us some coffee."

"That sounds nice," Gayle agreed quickly before she could change her mind.

"Why don’t we head upstairs first?" Teagan suggested. "I can always grab my paperwork later."

Gayle could only nod in response as she watched Teagan unlock the side door and punching a code into the alarm system. Gayle followed the woman up the staircaseher eyes riveted to Teagan’s well-defined backside.

PART THREE

Teagan was sweating as she prepared their coffee. Her body and her mind were locked in a fierce battle. She was beyond attracted to this woman; still she knew that she needed to take things slowly. Her heart lurched when she exited her kitchen to find Gayle relaxing on her sofa. Teagan had dimmed the lights after she gave Gayle a quick tour of her modest home. There was something about how the woman looked bathed in the dim light that made Teagan’s body pulsate with desire. "Give me strength," the blonde muttered under her breath.

"What was that?" Gayle inquired from her perch on the sofa.

"I said, here we go," she lied as she held up the steaming coffee mugs and walked over to join the brunette.

Teagan settled the mugs onto the coffee table as she sat down. She hadn’t intended to sit so close to the woman who was sending her hormones into overdrive. But the sofa wasn’t very large. She turned to say something to Gayle and found herself locked in an electrifying gaze. "You are so beautiful," Teagan said as she leaned closer to Gayle.

Fearing that she had overstepped the line once again, she started to move away. Gayle reached up and cupped her cheek in the palm of her hand. Teagan leaned into the touch as Gayle’s thumb caressed her face. Teagan’s promise to take things slowly melted away.

They leaned in closer to each other. Only a sliver of air separated their bodies as their breath mingled. "We shouldn’t," Teagan whimpered as she drank in the scent of Gayle’s perfume.

"I know," Gayle responded in breathy tone.

Their mouths drew closer together until their lips brushed slightly. Teagan trembled from the shy kiss. They rested their foreheads together, neither willing to break contact. With that one kiss Teagan was ready to explode. Her eyes fluttered shut as she willed her body to calm down. Her will was broken as Gayle’s hands cupped her face and her lips nibbled gently on Teagan’s mouth.

Teagan responded eagerly to Gayle’s mouth and began to suck on Gayle’s lower lip. The whimper she heard escaping from Gayle sent a jolt of pleasure through her. Teagan tongue parted Gayle’s lips and began to explore the warmth of her mouth. She gently lowered her lover down onto the sofa as their tongues danced together.

Teagan moaned into her lover’s mouth as her hands drifted down Gayle’s body. They shifted as their legs wrapped around each other. Teagan cupped Gayle’s breast, enjoying its firmness as she pressed her body into the woman who lay beneath her. She could feel Gayle’s hands rubbing her back as they drifted down her body.

She arched as the brunette cupped her backside. Their hips began to grind in a sensual rhythm as Teagan continued to fondle Gayle’s breast. They both gasped as they came up for air. Gayle’s head fell back as her body arched against Teagan’s. The sight of the brunette’s swan-like neck being offered up to her was too much to resist.

Teagan began to kiss Gayle’s neck, nibbling and tasting every delightful inch of her skin. Gayle moaned deeply as they thrust against each other. The brunette’s hands pulled Teagan’s body closer to her. Teagan suckled Gayle’s neck, feeling her blood racing against her tongue. "Teagan!" Gayle panted heavily as the blonde tugged the hem of her shirt out of her pants.

Teagan’s center throbbed as her hand slipped up under Gayle’s blouse. Her mouth continued to feast on Gayle’s neck as her fingers felt the warmth of the brunette’s skin as they moved up her body. "Do you want this?" Teagan whispered against Gayle’s skin. Her hand pulled on the lacy material of the brunette’s bra in an eager attempt to feel the skin beneath respond to her touch.

"Yes," Gayle moaned as her fingers dug into Teagan’s backside. Teagan lifted her body so she could gaze down on her lover. Her hips ground against Gayle as the brunette matched her rhythm; their bodies trembled in a sweet sensual pleasure. Teagan slowly unbuttoned Gayle’s blouse as their bodies melted together.

Electric blue eyes bore into her as she opened Gayle’s blouse, revealing the firm body beneath. The desire evident in Gayle’s eyes gripped her heart. Her fingers teased Gayle’s erect nipple as their thighs tightened around each other. "I need you," Gayle confessed hotly as her hand moved up Teagan’s body. The brunette ran her fingers through Teagan’s long hair.

Teagan rocked harderagainst her lover as Gayle guided her gently to her exposed breast. Teagan murmured in delight as she took Gayle’s nipple in her mouth. As Teagan suckled hungrily, she felt her pants being undone. She could feel her lover’s hand pulling her jeans off her body. She shifted slightly, allowing Gayle access to her.

Teagan lifted her hips slightly as Gayle’s long fingers brushed her wetness. The blonde moaned against Gayle’s breast as the brunette began to glide her fingers along Teagan’s slick folds. Teagan’s head flew up as her lover entered her center. The blonde straddled her lover as she allowed Gayle’s fingers to plunge in and out of her wetness.

"I can’t believe this happening," Gayle panted as her thumb teased Teagan’s clit. "I’ve been dreaming of doing this."

"You have?" Teagan moaned deeply as she rocked her hips against Gayle’s hand. "What else have you been dreaming about?" the blonde asked as she lowered herself down so she could once again capture Gayle’s inviting lips.

Gayle took her harder as they explored one another’s mouths. Teagan could feel her thighs quivering as her heart beat furiously. Gayle held her tightly as she exploded against her; Gayle’s warm arms encircled her as the aftershocks coursed through her.

Teagan lifted her head to find Gayle smiling at her. The brunette brushed back Teagan’s hair that was clinging to her face. "We shouldn’t have done that," Teagan teased her with a mischievous grin.

"No, we shouldn’t have," Gayle agreed as she pulled Teagan closer.

"It was too soon," Teagan noted as she began kissing Gayle’s face.

"Much too soon," Gayle murmured as her hands made gentle circles across Teagan’s back. "But since we have, I’d really like to show you what else I’ve been dreaming about."

Teagan lifted her head and laughed lightly. "Now what happened to that very shy woman who was ready to bolt out of my office earlier today?" she teased her lover.

"Oh her." Gayle rolled her crystal blue eyes. "She decided to take a chance."

"I’m glad," Teagan said before placing a reassuring kiss on Gayle’s lips.

The blonde moved and pulled up her pants as she stood. "I really like you, Gayle, and I do want to get to know you outside the bedroom," Teagan began to explain carefully.

"I’d like that to," Gayle responded with a smile as she stood beside the petite blonde.

"You are so tall," Teagan noted as she looked her lover up and down. Gayle laughed shyly as Teagan took her by the hand. "I really didn’t expect this tonight but I would like to continue," Teagan continued as she led the leggy brunette towards the bedroom. "I’ve been having some interesting dreams myself lately."

Gayle smiled shyly as they stepped inside the dark bedroom. She dipped her head down and captured Teagan’s lips. They stood there kissing while they slowly undressed one another. Once they had freed themselves of their clothing, each took a moment to simply admire the other’s body. Their fingertips gently slid over exposed skin as they lowered each other onto the bed.

Hands explored slowly as they kissed tenderly. Teagan felt like she’d been waiting her entire life to be in this woman’s arms. She began to kiss her way down Gayle’s long body as her lover’s hands caressed her. Without speaking the two women lay side by side, each kissing the other’s thighs. Teagan trembled at the thought of how good it was going to feel to taste her new lover while she was being tasted.

They found themselves exploring slowly, enjoying the taste of their passion. They pulled one another’s passions closer and began to feast upon them. Teagan fought between the sensation of Gayle’s tongue dipping inside of her and the sweet taste of Gayle’s wetness. They feasted upon each other with growing intensity as they held one another tightly. Their pace grew with a sudden urgency, each needing to find and give release. Their bodies trembled as they suckled each other’s throbbing clits while knowing fingers entered. Their lovemaking became wild as they rocked against each other, finally climaxing in unison as they screamed in ecstasy.

They nestled against each other as they caught their breath, enjoying the feel and scent of their lover. "It’s getting very late," Gayle noted as she rolled over.

Teagan climbed up her lover’s body and snuggled against her as Gayle wrapped her in her arms. "Stay," Teagan offered hopefully.

"Let’s get in bed," Gayle suggested as she kissed Teagan once again.

Teagan reeled as she tasted both of them on Gayle’s lips. "I do like the way you kiss." She sighed as they climbed under the covers. They instantly wrapped their arms around each other. "So was it the Elmo costume?" Teagan inquired thoughtfully as she rested her head against Gayle’s chest.

"No," Gayle responded firmly as Teagan laughed. "It was the cutoff shorts. When I saw you dressed like Elmo, it was a little unnerving. Lusting after a Sesame Street character is a icky."

"Good," Teagan responded as she laughed harder.

They drifted off to sleep, feeling the warmth of their bodies pressed tightly together.

THE END

Good Things Come to Those Who Wait

(Good Things Come in Small Packages - Part Two)

By Mavis Applewater

October 2002

Disclaimers: Yes, I know who they look like, and trust me, it isn’t them. The characters and story are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted, or sold without the author’s permission. And doesn’t it just suck that I have to mention that? If for any reason, real or imagined, you do not wish to read a story that contains a graphic description of a loving sexual relationship between two consenting adult women, then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view this material, then leave and come back when it is no longer a crime for you to read my work. This story is a Member’s Choice story, chosen by the members of Yomavis as a story they wanted to read more about. To fully enjoy this story, I suggest that you read Part One - Good Things Come In Small Packages. No Sesame Street characters were harmed during the production of this story.

Thanks to my beta reader Joanne.

As always, this is for Heather.

PART ONE

Teagan chewed on the end of her pencil and furrowed her brow in concentration. "Problem?" Melinda, her assistant, inquired as the redhead stepped into her office.

"I need a Velma," Teagan mumbled as she kept looking at her employee files.

"Excuse me?" Melinda asked in confusion.

"The Dickerson Halloween Party," Teagan tried to explain. "It is a Scooby Doo theme. I have everyone I need except Velma. I’m going to have to fill in."

"You usually love filling in. Why the long face?" Melinda asked.

"I had plans with Gayle," Teagan said with a heavy sigh.

"Oh," Melinda responded in a snotty tone.

Teagan’s brow scrunched up in confusion. She still didn’t understand why her normally friendly assistant was so cold when it came to the tall brunette she’d been dating for the past few months. "How are the Santas coming along?" Teagan asked, changing the subject.

"We have five," Melinda informed her reluctantly. "Three didn’t make it past the background check."

"We need more," Teagan groaned as she propped her feet up on her desk. "We have more business this year than we can handle. We need to hire more people."

"Maybe if we let the background check go for the Santas?" Melinda suggested innocently.

"Not a chance," Teagan responded firmly. "These guys are going to be around children plus they’ll enter people’s homes. I just can’t risk having one of our guys turn out to be a thief or worse."

"Sorry," Melinda quickly apologized. "I’ll put some more notices up at the local colleges.

Teagan thanked the redhead before turning her focus back to her scheduling problems. She wasn’t looking forward to canceling her plans with Gayle. It seemed unavoidable. The tall brunette was still something of an enigma to her. She’d only been dating Gayle for a few weeks after meeting her at her niece’s birthday party. She and Gayle seemed to hit it off right away. After giving Gayle her number, the brunette hadn’t call her, then she suddenly showed up at her office a week later.

Teagan soon learned that Gayle was very shy. After a bad breakup she had retreated from the world for almost a year. After having dinner together that night Teagan had found herself in bed with the passionate woman. It was one of the most exciting sexual encounters Teagan had ever experienced. Unfortunately it happened far too soon in their blossoming relationship. Gayle panicked and tried to cool things off between them. It took a lot of persistence and patience on Teagan’s part to convince Gayle to go out with her again.

They seemed to hit it off and started dating. Teagan really enjoyed spending time with Gayle whenever their busy schedules allowed them to see one another. The only hard part was that Teagan had agreed to slow things down and keep her hands to herself. They went from sleeping together after their first date to limiting themselves to holding hands and goodnight kisses. Teagan was ready to explode but Gayle was worth it.

Gayle finally seemed ready to take their relationship to the next level when she’d invited Teagan over to her place for a romantic dinner on Saturday night. It was Thursday and Teagan was going have to cancel because her regular Velma had ended up sick with mono. "This sucks," Teagan grumbled as she began to dial Gayle’s office.

The petite blonde stuck a piece of gum in her mouth and chewed it anxiously, twirling her hair as she waited for Blanche, Gayle’s assistant, to pick up. "Gayle Jordan’s office," the older woman greeted her cheerfully.

"Hey, Blanche, it’s Teagan. Is the tyrant in?" the blonde teased the older woman she’d built a very friendly rapport with over the past few months.

"Oh no, you’re chewing gum," Blanche grumbled. "Tell me you’re not going to make my boss even crankier than she already is?"

"What’s gotten her knickers in a twist?" Teagan asked, already feeling guilty about having to cancel.

"The stock market. Haven’t you been watching television?" Blanche asked. "The Dow is slipping again."

"I must have missed that," Teagan answered in amusement, looking at the television in her office. "I’ve had the Cartoon Network running all day. They’ve been running a Scooby Doo marathon."

"Can I come to work for you?" Blanche pleaded. Teagan laughed in response.

"I don’t think I could put up with Gayle if I stole you away," Teagan teased. "Besides this isn’t all fun and games; I’m doing research. Kids don’t miss a thing."

"Yeah, right," Blanche scoffed. "You love it."

"Yes, I do," Teagan responded honestly. "Now let me talk to that cranky old woman you work for."

"Just a moment. Is this going to be bad?" Blanche added softly.

"I have to cancel our plans for Saturday," Teagan grumbled.

"No," Blanche gasped.

"What?" Teagan asked fearfully.

"Nothing," Blanche blurted out a little too quickly.

"Blanche?" Teagan pressed.

"It’s nothing. I’ll put you through," Blanche responded heavily.

"Oh no," Teagan groaned as she waited for Gayle to pick up.

PART TWO

Gayle watched the screen trying to assess the damage the stock market was going to cause her clients. "Not too bad," she noted as her telephone buzzed. "Yes Blanche?" she responded after pressing the button for her intercom.

"Miss Gallagher is on line two," Blanche offered shyly.

"Thank you," Gayle answered, not liking the tone in her assistant’s voice. "Hi, Teagan," she greeted the energetic blonde she’d been dating. She just managed to stop herself from using the term ‘sweetheart’ even if that’s what her mind was screaming for her to do.

"I love the sound of your voice," Teagan greeted her warmly.

"Do you now?" Gayle responded in a sultry tone as her mind pictured the younger woman.

"Oh yeah," Teagan flirted in response.

"So is that why you called?" Gayle said, continuing to flirt and lowering the timber of her voice in hopes of driving Teagan insane. Gayle smiled, thinking about her plans for Saturday night.

"I wish it was," Teagan answered her in a hesitant tone. "About Saturday . . ." Gayle’s heart sank as she listened to the blonde’s words. "Velma has mono."

"Who’s Velma?" Gayle asked in confusion.

"A character from Scooby Doo,"Teagan explained with a hint of exasperation.

"Right. You took me to the movie," Gayle said in sudden understanding. "And the girl you hired has mono and now you have to fill in."

"I’m sorry," Teagan apologized. "The party is going to go on until at least ten and Scooby and the gang have to be there for the whole thing."

"It’s okay," Gayle reassured her as she pouted.

Inside Gayle was dying. It was a big deal. She’d been making plans for a romantic dinner where she planned on seducing the blonde. She wanted more than to just date Teagan; she wanted to start building a relationship with the small blonde. One way she wanted to start was by rekindling the passion she felt for Teagan.

Teagan was an incredible lover and had touched Gayle in ways that the brunette had forgotten existed. She had made plans to romance the blonde with a home cooked meal that included the right wine, flowers, candles, music, and the right lingerie. Gayle had selected each item carefully based on Teagan’s tastes. The flowers were a mix of pink roses and lilies. The candles were vanilla and jasmine. The music was classical and dinner was grilled swordfish and fresh cut vegetables with chocolate mousse for desert. Gayle’s lingerie was black silk. Everything was perfect with one exception - her date had just canceled.

"Are you there?" Teagan’s worried voice alerted her that she’d been lost in her thoughts and hadn’t said anything.

"I’m sorry," Gayle apologized.

"No, I’m the one that’s sorry, Gayle," Teagan apologized once again. "I know my work makes it difficult for us to see one another."

"Don’t,"Gayle cautioned her. "I love what you do and my schedule isn’t much better. I seem to recall canceling brunch a few weeks ago because I needed to find out what was going on with the value of the yen."

"True," Teagan admitted softly.

Despite her words Gayle felt the walls going back up. It was hard for her to trust people after everything Anna had put her through. She had to keep reminding herself that Teagan wasn’t Anna and when she had to cancel or wasn’t available it was because of work and not another woman. The telephone beeped and she knew that it was Blanche reminding her of her three o’clock conference call. "I have to go, Teagan," Gayle offered regretfully. Teagan wasn’t the only one who enjoyed talking on the telephone.

At the end of her day Gayle was exhausted. As she gathered up her belongings, all she wanted to do was take a long hot bath and call Teagan so she could try and reschedule their date. Gayle understood why Teagan had canceled; still she was more than a little disappointed. She’d been looking forward to spending the weekend with the blonde. "Okay, we can have dinner on Sunday," she reasoned as she slammed her belongings into her briefcase, thinking that both she and Teagan would have to get up early on Monday. One day made a big difference.

"Goodnight, boss," Blanche called from the doorway as Gayle continued to mutter to herself.

"Night, Blanche," Gayle managed to mutter.

"What is it?" Blanche asked with a heavy sigh as she stepped into the small office.

"Nothing," Gayle lied as she snapped her briefcase shut.

"Teagan?" Blanche pushed.

"It isn’t important," Gayle lied once again as she tried to convince herself that it wasn’t a big deal.

"She canceled Saturday," Blanche pressed a little harder as she approached Gayle’s desk.

"How did you know?" Gayle blinked in surprise. "Never mind. It doesn’t matter." Gayle brushed the whole thing off with a shrug.

"Really?" Blanche choked. "Is that why you had me calling every florist in Boston to find just the right shade of lilies?"

"It was just dinner," Gayle argued.

"Keep telling yourself that," Blanche snorted. "She has to work. You of all people should understand that."

"I do," Gayle pouted. "I’m just disappointed."

"Maybe you can have your special dinner after her job?" Gayle suggested.

"It’s a late job," Gayle explained, suddenly bothered by the fact that Teagan was working so late. ‘With kids’ parties she’s usually done by eight,’ her quick mind processed as she felt a stab of insecurity hit her.

"What about tomorrow night?" Blanche suggested.

"Friday?" Gayle echoed with a bright smile. "Why not?"

"I knew you’d think of something," Blanche said with pride.

"Thanks, Blanche. I don’t know what I would do without you," Gayle praised her assistant.

Gayle was about to reach for the telephone when she decided to ask Teagan in person and perhaps score some snuggling time. Gayle escorted Blanche out of the building and hailed a taxi. If Teagan weren’t at her shop, she would be upstairs in her apartment. The bonus of not calling also spared Gayle from dealing with the snotty Miss Melinda. Gayle knew that the perky redhead didn’t like her and she knew why. Melinda wasn’t very good at hiding her feelings for Teagan. Everyone around her picked up on it. Well, almost everyone was aware of Melinda’s interest in Teagan, with the exception of Teagan herself. The blonde seemed completely clueless when it came to Melinda.

PART THREE

Teagan’s day improved slightly but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she’d let Gayle down. She was just about ready to call it a night as she began to rub her weary eyes. "Hey, boss," Melinda called out as she bounced into the office and perched herself on the edge of Teagan’s desk. "I have some good news. We have a few more applicants and some of them look like they’ll make good Santas. I’ve already started the background checks."

"Thanks; that is good news," Teagan agreed as she lifted her head.

"You look tired," Melinda noted thoughtfully.

"Long day," Teagan agreed as Melinda slid off her desk and slipped behind her. Teagan released a deep sigh as Melinda began to rub her shoulders. "Oh, that feels good," Teagan thanked her as Melinda brushed her blonde hair aside and continued the massage. Teagan could feel Melinda’s hands drifting, and just as she pulled away, confused by her assistants actions, she looked up to find a pair of icy blue eyes staring at her from the doorway. Teagan smiled at the sight of Gayle standing in her office. Her smile quickly vanished as she caught the angry look in the brunette’s eyes.

Teagan started to stand to greet Gayle while Melinda tried to keep her in her chair. "Sorry to interrupt," Gayle snapped before spinning on her heel and storming out of the office. Teagan was stunned at the anger in Gayle’s voice. Brushing Melinda’s hands aside, she bolted out of her chair and ran after the brunette. She found Gayle on the street corner, frantically trying to hail a cab in the rush hour traffic. "Gayle," the frantic blonde called out still confused as to what was bothering Gayle.

She could tell by the way Gayle was standing that the tall brunette was fuming. "Do you want to tell me what’s going on?" Teagan demanded. She shivered; the air was chilly from the changing weather and Gayle’s demeanor.

"Nothing is going on," Gayle snapped as she spun around.

Teagan took a step back from the fiery look in Gayle’s eyes. "Talk to me," she pleaded in a desperate effort to figure out what was going on. "Tell me what has you so upset."

"I’m upset because I came down here to see you and I find you with that woman," Gayle spat out in an accusing tone.

"Melinda was rubbing my shoulders," Teagan defended herself. "Nothing was going on. I’m not Anna," Teagan spat out before storming back to her shop.

When she returned to her shop, she brushed aside Melinda’s inquiries. Teagan was furious with both herself and Gayle. She knew she shouldn’t have said what she did to Gayle but she was tired of paying for another woman’s mistakes. She was still angry when she closed up the shop, pulled down the gate, and locked it. She shouldered her bag and began to climb up the staircase that led to her apartment, which was above her business.

Her emerald eyes widened when she found Gayle sitting on the staircase. "I’m sorry," the brunette offered softly.

"Come upstairs and we can talk," Teagan offered gently.

"No," Gayle responded sadly. "I just wanted to apologize for overreacting."

"Come upstairs with me," Teagan encouraged her.

"I don’t think I’ll be good company," Gayle confessed as she stood. "I know that you’re not her. You’ve been more than patient with my past and me. I think that maybe I should do us both a favor and not see you for awhile."

"Wait," Teagan blurted out. "How did we get from a simple misunderstanding to breaking up? Is that what you want?" Teagan pushed, not willing to let go without a fight. She wasn’t about to let Gayle leave her for her own good.

"No," Gayle asserted adamantly. "I just can’t seem to shake my insecurities and that isn’t fair to you."

"I don’t know what to tell you Gayle," Teagan confessed. "Except that you’re not going to know what you want or what I want unless you talk to me. So come upstairs with me before we both freeze to death and I’ll make us some coffee." Teagan was amazingly calm despite the fact that her mind was screaming at the absurdity of the situation.

Once she had brewed the coffee, Teagan joined Gayle in the living room. "Teagan," Gayle began slowly, "do you know that Melinda has a crush on you?"

"No, she doesn’t," Teagan argued in disbelief but a few scenarios that had confused her suddenly popped into her mind. Gayle simply smiled as she laughed. "She does?" Teagan said in a sudden panic.

"Yes, she does," Gayle confirmed with a shy smile. "How do you feel about that?"

"Trust me. I’m not interested in Melinda," Teagan responded confidently.

PART FOUR

Gayle and Teagan talked for hours and the brunette felt better after Teagan calmed her fears. She also explained that the Halloween party she was working was a slumber party and that was why it was running so late. It was hard not to give into temptation when they kissed goodnight. Somehow Gayle managed to pull herself out of Teagan’s inviting arms and go home.

Gayle went home on Friday disappointed that she had failed to make plans with Teagan. She was just about to pick up the telephone and call Teagan when the phone rang. She smiled when she saw the number for Teagan’s shop displayed on the caller ID. "Hi," Gayle offered as her smile broadened.

"I love the sound of your voice," Teagan said with a slight moan. "What are you doing?"

"I was just thinking about you," Gayle responded honestly as she curled up onto the couch.

"Were you now?" Teagan teased.

"I was," Gayle continued. "I was just kicking myself for acting like such an ass yesterday."

"Gayle," Teagan reassured her.

"I know," Gayle agreed with the unspoken sentiment. "I had gone down there to see you last night hoping to make plans with you for tonight."

"Oh?" Teagan responded disappointedly.

"What?" Gayle asked.

"It’s just that I’m working late and I have an early day tomorrow," Teagan apologized.

"It’s okay," Gayle reassured her.

"Wait! Do you have the stuff for the dinner you were planning on making tomorrow?" Teagan inquired eagerly.

"Yes," Gayle said.

"Why don’t you come over to my place? You can cook while I finish up here," Teagan suggested.

"That’s the best idea I’ve heard in days," Gayle agreed enthusiastically.

Later Gayle arrived at Teagan’s shop loaded down with everything she needed to make the night special. She popped into Teagan’s office to retrieve the keys to the blonde’s apartment. Gayle grimaced at the cool reception she received from Melinda and ignored the redhead as she brushed past her.

The brunette almost burst out laughing when she saw the large Elmo head sitting on the blonde’s desk. "There you are, you frisky little monster," she purred as Teagan stood to greet her.

"I hope you’re talking about me," Teagan scolded her.

"Of course," Gayle responded with a brilliant smile.

"So why is Elmo’s head sitting on your desk?" Gayle asked as Teagan handed her the keys to her apartment along with the alarm system code.

"He got out of line," Teagan quipped as Gayle looked at her with shock. "Actually it needs to be repaired. The kids can get a little rough sometimes."

"I’ll see you later," Gayle offered as she gathered up her bags of food and flowers.

"Wait. There’s something I need to do first," Teagan informed her as she backed the tall brunette up against her desk.

Teagan leaned in and kissed Gayle’s cheek while she pressed her smaller body into Gayle’s form. "I really need to do this for two reasons," Teagan whispered hotly in Gayle’s ear. "First, I want to make certain the little talk I had with Melinda earlier got through to her," Teagan explained before she began to nibble on Gayle’s earlobe.

"And what’s the second reason?" Gayle gasped as she felt Teagan’s mouth move down her neck.

Teagan lifted her head and captured Gayle in a fiery green gaze. "I want to," Teagan asserted in a husky tone that made Gayle shiver. Teagan claimed her lips in a lingering kiss as their bodies melted together. Teagan parted Gayle’s lips with her tongue and began to explore the warmth of the brunette’s mouth.

Gayle was trembling with desire as she felt Teagan’s breasts brush against her body. She was lost in the fiery kiss as she clung to her packages and fought against the urge to ravish the smaller woman right then an there. She was gasping for air when the kiss came to a reluctant end. Gayle looked over Teagan’s shoulder to see a very hurt looking Melinda glaring at her. She didn’t want to hurt the redhead but she didn’t want any further misunderstanding either. "Don’t work too late," she instructed the blonde who was caressing her shoulders.

PART FIVE

Teagan was spent by the time she closed up her shop. She just wanted to get upstairs to Gayle and finish what they’d started earlier in the office. Her little chat with Melinda hadn’t gone well. She’d mentioned Gayle and Melinda acted in her normally cool manner. When Teagan asked her why she didn’t like Gayle, the young woman informed her that Gayle was all wrong for her. In fact, the redhead went into great detail regarding the subject. Teagan very politely informed Melinda to let it go because Gayle wasn’t going anywhere.

Melinda didn’t take the news well at all. Teagan was worried that her assistant might quit after they got into an argument over Gayle. Finally Melinda had agreed to keep her opinion regarding Gayle to herself. Teagan had sensed that Melinda wasn’t being completely truthful and she’d used the opportunity to kiss the brunette in front of her assistant.

Teagan’s lips were still tingling from that sensual kiss. The kiss had brought back memories of the one night of passion she’d shared with the beautiful woman. Teagan’s face was flushed by the time she walked into her apartment. She was taken aback by the dimness of her living room. When she spotted Gayle reclining on the sofa, bathed in candlelight and wearing nothing but a black bra, matching panties, and a short silk robe, she almost collapsed.

By the rise and fall of Gayle’s chest she knew that the brunette had fallen asleep while waiting for her. She smiled as she crossed the room, passing the carefully arranged flowers. Teagan knelt in front of the sofa and gently ran her fingers through Gayle’s long dark tresses. Her heart began to beat faster when Gayle’s crystal blue eyes fluttered open. Teagan cupped Gayle’s face as she drank in the beauty lying before her. Gayle leaned into her touch as the brunette returned the gentle caress.

"Everything is so beautiful," Teagan whispered.

"Yes, you are," Gayle offered as she sat up slightly and pulled Teagan closer.

Before Teagan could realize what was happening, Gayle captured her lips in a kiss that quickly exploded into a fiery passion. Teagan’s tongue danced with her lover’s as Gayle’s hands caressed her shoulders. Teagan’s hands wandered to Gayle’s body as the kiss continued to deepen. She felt alive as Gayle’s skin responded to her touch. It had been too long since she’d been allowed to touch this woman who had captured her heart.

Once again they were gasping for air as the kiss came to an end. "I want you," Gayle asserted huskily as her hands found their way to Teagan’s hips. "We’ve waited so long," Gayle continued in a dreamy tone as she pulled Teagan closer to her.

"I love you," Teagan whispered, allowing her heart to finally utter the words she’d been hiding for months.

"I love you too," Gayle echoed as Teagan began to kiss her way down the brunette’s neck. Teagan could already feel her nipples becoming erect and her clit pulsating in a needy rhythm. She savored the taste of Gayle’s skin as her mouth feasted upon her neck.

Gayle ran her hands down Teagan’s back while the blonde traced the swell of the brunette’s breasts with her tongue. Teagan cupped Gayle’s firm full breasts. The feel of silk filled her hands while her lover pulled her closer. Teagan slipped her fingers under the silky material and began to tease one of Gayle’s nipples with her fingers. Teagan’s senses reeled as Gayle’s body arched in response to her touch.

Teagan pinched Gayle’s nipple harder as she revealed the brunette’s other breast. "Teagan," Gayle cried out as the blonde captured her other nipple with her mouth. She suckled the bud eagerly while she continued to tease its twin. "I need to touch you," Gayle pleaded as Teagan continued to feast upon her breasts, teasing her nipples with her fingers, her teeth, and her tongue.

"Please," Gayle pleaded as she ground her center into Teagan’s body. The blonde moaned as she felt Gayle’s desire pressing against her.

"Tell me what you want," Teagan encouraged her as Gayle’s hands tugged at her blouse. A cool breeze caressed Teagan’s skin after Gayle tore open her shirt, scattering the buttons across the room.

Teagan leaned her body back slightly and allowed her lover to remove her torn blouse. Gayle pulled her in for another passionate kiss. As Teagan moaned into her lover’s mouth, she felt her bra being removed. Teagan shifted her arms as Gayle pulled the garment from her body. She whimpered as the kiss came to an end and Gayle pulled her closer.

Teagan was still kneeling on the floor while her upper body lay on top of her lover. She could feel her lover’s heart beating rapidly as their bodies pressed together. Gayle’s mouth was weaving a tantalizing trail down her neck. Teagan clutched at the armrest of the sofa as Gayle’s tongue flickered across one of her nipples while the brunette’s long talented fingers teased its twin.

The blonde gave herself over to her lover’s touch while Gayle teased her nipples. Teagan’s thighs were trembling and she could feel her desire dampening her underwear. The feel of Gayle’s mouth and hands worshiping her body was driving the blonde insane. "Gayle," Teagan gasped with a needy breath.

"Tell me what you want," Gayle murmured against her breath.

Teagan was unable to speak as her body trembled with desire. The blonde was lost in a haze of lust and love. Gayle continued to tease her nipples as Teagan struggled to breathe. Teagan’s body was wracked with tremors as Gayle released her hold on her. "Stand," Gayle instructed her in a deep voice that made Teagan’s stomach clench. Teagan was shaking as she stood up.

Gayle raised herself to a sitting position and clasped Teagan’s hips. Teagan fought to remain standing as Gayle place soft warm kisses along her stomach. With each brush of Gayle’s lips, Teagan’s skin trembled and her clit throbbed. Teagan fought to control her breathing as Gayle dipped her tongue in her navel. Teagan watched as Gayle’s mouth tortured her body. The brunette’s nimble hands began to undo her jeans and lower her zipper. Teagan licked her lips in anticipation as her lover began to lower her jeans down her hips.

"I’m so sorry that I made you wait," Gayle apologized. "I wanted you so much."

"I’m not sorry," Teagan gasped as Gayle continued to lower her pants down to her ankles. Teagan’s mouth was watering as she caught a glimpse of Gayle’s cleavage peaking through her revealing outfit. "Gayle, you were worth waiting for," Teagan tried to explain as Gayle’s tongue traced the elastic waistband of her panties. "Don’t you know that?"

"No, I didn’t," Gayle confessed shyly as she lowered Teagan’s underwear with her teeth. Teagan whimpered as her knees suddenly buckled. Gayle wrapped one arm around her waist and held the trembling blonde steady. Teagan’s eyes drifted shut as her panties were lowered down past her hips and Gayle’s mouth worshiped every inch of newly exposed flesh.

Teagan moaned deeply as Gayle blew a warm breath through her damp curls. She parted her thighs, inviting her lover in for exploration. She cried out as Gayle’s tongue ran along her sex. Teagan was once again lost in a haze of desire as Gayle’s tongue began to lick her, gently feasting upon her wetness.

Gayle continued her slow torture as Teagan’s hips swayed in response. Gayle parted her and began to flicker her tongue against Teagan’s aching nub. "Yes," Teagan pleaded as Gayle pressed her fingers against the opening of her center. Teagan’s breath caught as she looked down upon her lover eagerly feasting upon her passion. Teagan clutched Gayle’s broad shoulders as the brunette suckled her throbbing clit in her mouth and entered her center with her fingers.

Gayle’s fingers stilled inside of her as she suckled her clit harder. Teagan held onto her lover as her hips thrust forward, urging her lover to take her. Gayle’s fingers wiggled inside of Teagan’s center before they began to slip deeper inside of her. With her free hand Gayle brought Teagan closer as she began to tease her clit with her teeth and her tongue while her finger began to plunge in and out of her wetness.

Teagan pumped her hips faster, demanding that her lover take her harder. Gayle responded to her silent request eagerly. Teagan’s heart was pounding as her eyes fluttered shut. Her senses were filled by her lover’s touch and the sweet murmurs of pleasure Gayle was releasing as she feasted upon her.

Teagan’s ears were ringing as she cried out in ecstasy and collapsed. Gayle wrapped her up in her arms as the blonde struggled to catch her breath. Once Teagan was able to regain her focus she captured Gayle’s lips in a sensual kiss. Teagan moaned as she tasted her wetness on her lover’s mouth. Gayle plunged her tongue deeply into the blonde’s mouth.

Overcome by desire, Teagan pushed her lover down onto her back, climbed up onto the sofa, and straddled Gayle’s body. "Dear God," Gayle choked out as the kiss ended and Teagan began to fondle her breasts. Teagan groaned as she felt Gayle’s thigh pressing against her center. Teagan mirrored her lover’s action and her body tingled as she felt Gayle’s desire paint her thigh.

"I want you," Teagan whispered against her lover’s skin as she began to kiss her way down Gayle’s body. Gayle was gasping with a needy desire as she thrust against Teagan’s firm thigh. Teagan slipped her hand underneath her lover’s body and unclasped her bra as Gayle ground against her.

Teagan raised her body as she thrust her thigh against her lover and began to remove her robe and then her bra. Teagan was ready to climax once again as their bodies swayed in unison. The blonde lowered her head and captured one of Gayle’s nipples in the warmth of her mouth and began to suckle it greedily.

Teagan’s mind screamed for her to slow down but her body refused to listen as she slipped her hand between their bodies. She teased Gayle’s nipple with her teeth as her fingers dipped into the brunette’s black silk panties. Gayle’s pleas for release further fueled her desire as her wetness coated Teagan’s fingers.

Teagan’s fingers began to tease Gayle’s throbbing clit as they continued to rock against one another urgently. She could feel Gayle’s thighs trembling as she entered her. Teagan reluctantly released Gayle’s nipple from her mouth as she thrust her hips harder against her lover while she entered her.

Teagan watched as her lover’s body responded to her touch. Teagan could feel the walls of Gayle’s center tighten around her fingers as she filled her. Smoky blue eyes met her gaze as she plunged in and out of her lover’s wetness. Teagan’s heart began to beat wildly as she lost herself in the beauty of the moment. Her lover exploded against her body.

Teagan continued to pleasure Gayle as she climaxed with her touch. Teagan’s fingers stilled inside of her lover as she began to kiss her way down Gayle’s body. Gayle’s body quivered each time Teagan brushed her lips against her skin. Slowly the blonde lowered Gayle’s underwear as far as she could reach. Teagan nestled her body between Gayle’s firm thighs and parted her lover.

The scent of Gayle’s desire filled her as she dipped her tongue deep into the brunette’s wetness. She held Gayle steady as the brunette’s hips lurched in response. Her fingers began a slow steady rhythm as her tongue flickered across Gayle’s clit. She pleasured her lover with her mouth and fingers. Each time she felt Gayle’s climax approaching she slowed her movements as Gayle pleaded with her for release.

Teagan could feel her own need growing each time Gayle begged her for more. Finally unable to control her own body, she took her lover deeply, sending both of them over the edge. They cried out in unison as the waves of ecstasy overtook them. Teagan rested her head on her lover’s stomach as the aftershocks trickled through their sated bodies.

Teagan slipped her fingers from the warmth of her lover’s center and ran her tongue along the inside of Gayle’s still quivering thighs. Teagan looked up and was captured in a lustful gaze. The blonde took a deep breath before removing Gayle’s panties completely from her body. She stole kisses as she slid the silk material down the brunette’s endless legs.

Gayle captured her in a heated kiss before slowly removing the remainder of Teagan’s clothing. Teagan blew out the candles, held her hand out to her lover, and led her into the bedroom. They made love until the sun kissed the sky, finally feeling free to express to one another how much they loved each other.

The End