JURY DUTY

By Mavis Applewater

yomavis@email.com

November 2001

Disclaimers: Despite the fact that the characters in this story bare some resemblance to the main characters of a certain television show, the story belongs to me. This material may not be reproduced or posted without the author's permission. That would be me. This material contains a loving sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. Fancy that! If for some reason you find this notion offensive, feel free to leave now. If it’s illegal for any reason for you to view such material, you have my sympathy but you must leave. Feel free to come back when you've reached the appropriate age or have moved. Is it just me or does anyone else feel like they’re not pet owners but it's the other way around?

A special thanks to my beta reader Joanne.

As Always For Heather

PART ONE

Walker tapped her fingers impatiently on the counter, waiting for the clerk to check her in. Once she flipped through the long computer printout and checked Walker's identification, she informed the tall brunette to take a seat. Walker grimaced as she looked around at the cafeteria-style tables cluttering the room. She found a space where no one was sitting and she dashed over. She wasn't looking forward to making idle chitchat with some stranger.

It was bad enough that she was forced to take the day off work. Not to mention being almost strip searched when she entered the Cambridge courthouse. Okay, security is very tight these days. Yes, she understood that it was her civic duty and all but still she, like most Americans, hated to be called for jury duty. She knew that she didn't have a reasonable excuse to ditch it. She simply had to grin and bear it. After all, chances were slim to none that she would actually be selected. So now she could just work on the crossword puzzle in The Globe, which was one of her few pleasures in life, and drink her coffee and wait. Soon an elderly gentleman sat at the same table. She smiled up in greeting as she silently prayed that he wasn't a chatterer.

"First time?" he inquired as she glared up from her newspaper.

"Yes," she confirmed as another man sat at the same table. ‘So much for peace and quiet,’ she grumbled to herself. Looking at her watch, she grimly discovered that only five minutes had passed since she sat down.

"You know jury duty is a breeze. I've served six times," the elderly gentleman continued.

"Really?" Walker responded.

"Oh yes," the kindly gentleman said as a very attractive blonde sat down and joined them. She smiled at Walker and the gentlemen before retrieving a book out of her backpack. ‘Now that's the kind of company, I could enjoy,’ Walker noted to herself as she glanced once again at the crossword puzzle, pretending to listen to the elderly gentleman talk about his grandchildren.

"What ya reading?" the younger man asked the blonde as he leered at her. Walker watched with some degree of annoyance as the petite woman flared her emerald green eyes at him. Shifting uncomfortably in her chair, she held up the book cover for him to read. He pretended to be interested, but Walker could tell that he didn't have the slightest idea what she was showing him. Of course it didn't help his cause when he checked out her ample cleavage instead of the book jacket. "Never heard of it," the dimwitted gentleman said with a shrug.

"I'm not surprised," the blonde brushed him off.

"Is it any good?" he pressed, unaware that his attention wasn't welcome.

Of course Walker figured that out before the blonde sat down. Her gaydar alarm started to scream the moment she laid eyes on the young beauty. Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw the paperback. Walker was well acquainted with Karin Kallmaker's In Every Port. Based on how well worn the book was, this wasn't the first time the blonde had read it.

"I enjoy it," the blonde responded to her unwanted suitor.

"Perhaps I could borrow it or you can tell me about it over coffee?" the man suggested.

"No, thank you," the blonde responded in a curt tone.

"You know we’re going to be awhile," the man continued. "We could even end up in siesta together." He continued to leer.

The blonde and Walker rolled their eyes in unison. "You mean sequestered," the blonde corrected him.

"Either way." The man chuckled, somehow thinking he was amusing.

"Not the sharpest knife in the drawer, is he?" the elderly gentleman whispered to Walker. Walker stifled the laugh that was threatening to escape as she flashed a brilliant smile at the elderly gentleman.

"Listen Sparky . . ." The blonde was clearly angry at this point. "I'm not interested."

"Oh come on, you don't even know me," the man pushed.

"And apparently she doesn't want to," the elderly gentleman concluded loudly.

The younger man just scoffed at the interruption. Walker secretly applauded the old man for stepping in. "So what's your name?" the man continued, seemingly unfazed.

"Okay." Walker slammed her hand down on the table. "Enough!" she exclaimed as she stood leaning over him with her imposing six-foot frame. "This isn't a singles bar. Leave the lady alone," she commanded through clenched teeth.

"Hold on, sweetie," the man tried to cajole her. "I was just making friendly conversation with the lady."

Walker thought briefly about wiping that smug expression off his face. ‘Why not? It would make me feel better and I bet it's a way to get out of jury duty," she pondered wryly.

"Is there a problem over here?" a firm voice said from behind her.

Walker turned to see a dark heavyset woman in uniform glaring at her. ‘Could this day get any worse?’ she asked herself. "No problem," Walker muttered.

"Actually there is," the blonde piped in. "This gentleman is bothering me and she was trying to help." The blonde jerked her thumb at the offensive young man.

"That's right, officer," the elderly gentleman added.

"I was just talking to her," the pest argued.

"Is that right?" the officer questioned him dryly.

"Yes," the man reassured her.

"Perhaps you should move to another table," the officer suggested in a bored tone.

"Fine." The man feigned innocence as he stood. "Dyke," he muttered as he glared at Walker.

"Yes," both Walker and the blonde answered.

"Figures," the man spat out.

"You know, you and I should talk," the officer said as she motioned him to follow her.

He seemed surprised as she led him out of the waiting room. "Somehow I don't think he’s going to enjoy that conversation." The elderly gentleman chuckled as Walker sat down. "I'm Herman, by the way," he introduced himself.

"Walker." She offered her hand.

"Celeste," the blonde added with a bright smile. "I want to thank both of you for coming to my rescue."

They both muttered that it wasn't a problem as a man in uniform asked everyone to be quiet. He then read off their instructions, which were basically to sit and wait until their names were called.

"Sounds exciting," Celeste mumbled.

PART TWO

The three of them sat there and chatted idly while waiting for their names to be called. One by one they were summoned out of the room. Walker was disappointed that she and Celeste had been separated.

She found herself sitting in a jury box filled with strangers. She filled out the questionnaire they handed her. Based on the questions she was answering, she could only assume that it was a malpractice suit. She was relieved when she was excused and was sent back to wait in the cafeteria-styled room. After finally completing her crossword puzzle, she found herself bored beyond belief. Her thoughts quickly turned to Celeste's firm body.

Glancing around the room she tried to see if either Herman or Celeste had been sent back. Sadly, she didn't spot either one. She settled back to read her newspaper. "Isn't this exciting," a friendly voice commented dryly. Walker smiled as she looked up into a pair of emerald eyes. Celeste seated herself next to Walker. "Sent you back as well," Walker noted, unable to keep the happiness out of her tone.

"Twice already," Celeste huffed. "How long are they going to keep us locked up here?"

"I have no idea," Walker answered as she took in Celeste's cherubic features.

Then they heard both their names called. "Here we go again." Celeste chuckled. "At least this time we get to go together." Her observation thrilled Walker to no end.

Once again Walker found her long form crammed inside a jury box, filling out another questionnaire after she had been assigned a number. There was a bonus this time. Celeste was sitting next to her. The blonde was teasing her by peeking at her answers. Walker nudged her as she smiled brightly. The large bailiff cleared his throat and glared at both of them.

They blushed in unison. Walker suddenly felt like a schoolgirl who’d been caught passing notes in class. Lowering their heads, both women refocused their attention on the lengthy questionnaire in front of them. This time the questions seemed more complicated. Walker got the uneasy feeling that this case wasn't a simple lawsuit. She groaned as she realized that it was a criminal trial. It could only mean that the jury selection would take much longer. She didn't want to be stuck there. What she wanted was to take off somewhere and get to know Celeste better.

Once everyone had turned in their forms, lawyers pored over them carefully. Walker glanced over at her new acquaintance, regretting that they weren't allowed to speak. The lawyers fussed and fumed and spoke with the judge as Walker shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"Did you have any plans for afterwards?" Celeste whispered to her. "You know, after we get sprung?"

Walker had intended to sneak over to her office and get some work done before heading back to her empty apartment. Since meeting the bubbly blonde, being alone was the last thing on her mind. "No," Walker answered quietly.

"Would you like to get some coffee or something?" Celeste inquired softly so she couldn't be heard.

"Yes," Walker responded in an equally quiet tone.

Several people were dismissed; neither Celeste or Walker were among them. The lawyers began to question people directly. More people were sent on their way. Once again Walker and Celeste remained. It was Walker’s turn to be questioned. Most of the questions were basic - what do you do, are you married, do you live with anyone, etc.

"Are you familiar with Raymond Carsen?" one lawyer in a bad suit inquired.

"No," Walker answered honestly.

"Really?" The lawyer in the cheap suit smiled. "Have you been out of the Commonwealth in the past few months?"

"Yes," Walker responded truthfully once again. "I've just returned after spending nine weeks in Anchorage on business," she explained as her stomach dropped.

Much to her dismay both the defense and the prosecution accepted her. "If being out of town is a plus then I'm in the same boat," Celeste muttered to her. Suddenly Walker felt a whole lot better. Stuck on jury duty with a beautiful blonde. Yes, life was looking pretty good at the moment.

Her good fortune continued when Celeste was also chosen, apparently for the same reasons. She had a job, lived alone and, since she had been out of the state for what she referred to as personal reasons, she had never heard of Raymond Carsen either. Walker was thrilled that Celeste lived alone, but was curious about her personal reasons for leaving the Commonwealth.

"Well, I guess we’re stuck with one another," Celeste said as she flashed her a goofy grin.

"Aw shucks," Walker teased in return.

Over the next few hours and after a great deal of debating from both teams of lawyers, the jury and it's alternates were selected and sworn in. Then things took a nasty turn. Perhaps Walker should have paid closer attention to what was going on instead of flirting with Celeste. The defense team was terrified that the media would taint their opinions. They weren't allowed to read the papers (no crossword puzzles!) or watch the news. No easy task in this day and age. So they were to be sequestered.

It wasn’t the worst news being locked up with Celeste for an indefinite period of time. But they were instructed that they couldn't socialize with one another. No discussing the case. Not a problem. But there was to be no intimate contact. It was made clear that sort of thing was a major no no.

Walker was dumbfounded. She was to spend twenty-four seven with this beautiful woman and couldn't flirt with her. For the first time in years, she’d met someone nice who seemed to be interested in her as well. And she couldn't do jack about it. ‘Life sucks!’ Walker concluded mentally.

Celeste simply sat there with a nasty scowl on her face. Apparently she agreed with Walker's conclusions.

PART THREE

On their first day of jury duty, Walker discovered a few things. First off Raymond Carsen was a bad, bad man who should be locked away for the rest of his life unless, of course, the defense team could prove otherwise. From what she heard that day it appeared that Raymond murdered his elderly landlady who spent most of her free time doing volunteer work. His motive was her Social Security check and she had asked him to turn down his radio after ten o'clock at night. The second thing Walker discovered that day was the fates had nasty sense of humor. Her roommate during the duration of the trial was Celeste.

They looked around the sparse room at the Malden Econo Lodge that had been stripped of its television. There was nothing but two double beds, a bathroom and, of course, each other. "This bites," Celeste grumbled as she collapsed onto one of the beds.

"Tell me about it," Walker concurred.

"Don't get me wrong. I mean, it's our civic duty yada yada yada," Celeste explained in an exasperated voice. "But what the hell! I'd like to think that you and I had, you know . . . kind of hit it off and now we can't even hold hands."

"I'm with you," Walker agreed. "Well, we can spend the time getting to know one another," Walker suggested, trying to make the seemingly impossible situation a little brighter. "You never know, we might not even like each other."

Celeste gave her a doubtful gaze. "What choice do we have?" Celeste agreed halfheartedly. "Given the circumstances of this case . . ." She held up her hand defensively. " . . . I know we can't talk about it. But I know that we can't screw this up because of our hormones."

PART FOUR

Over the next few weeks they spent their days in the courtroom listening to the dullest lawyers on the face of the planet. At night they played cards and talked. The more they got to know each other, the more they seemed to connect. Which made sleep time very trying for both of them. "What did you just ask me?" Walker blushed as she brushed out her long raven tresses. She wondered if the blonde was trying to kill her. Their casual touching or running into one another in the shower was hard enough; on more than one occasion, Walker found herself pruning in the shower after catching a glimpse of Celeste clad in nothing but a towel and a smile. ‘Now Celeste wanted to know about that?’

"You heard me," Celeste said in a husky tone as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Walker looked over at the blonde who was lounging on her own bed, clad only in a long T-shirt that failed to conceal the firm body that lay beneath. "You want to know how I lost my virginity?" Walker repeated the question.

"Why not?" Celeste encouraged her.

"Why?" Walker teased.

"I just want something to think about tonight," Celeste answered mischievously.

"Oh, so you can have a good time without me?" Walker tossed her hairbrush at her.

"I can't have one with you." Celeste sighed heavily. "Not yet anyway."

Walker’s pulse raced as she drank in the beautiful woman sitting across from her. "Okay, if you tell me your story," Walker agreed against her better judgment.

"Deal," Celeste answered with a smile.

Walker stretched out, leaning on her elbow so she could watch the woman lying on the bed across from her. "It was at summer camp," Walker began. "I was sixteen and a counselor in training. Her name was Monica. She was a little older than I was and we became friends. One night we went for a walk along the beach and, for some reason, while we were walking she held my hand. All of sudden I felt alive and scared to death at the same time. I’d never thought about sex with anyone, much less another girl. She must have felt me shivering. She wrapped her arms around me. There I was looking into her eyes and the next thing I knew we were making out." Walker watched as Celeste's face flushed and her breathing became ragged.

Walker could still recall the sensation of Monica's tongue exploring her mouth for the first time. She had never been kissed before, well never like that. Monica's hands explored her breasts. Her nipples hardened from Monica's touch. "I want you," Monica whispered hotly in her ear. Her mind was spinning as Monica gently lifted her tank top up. Her skin shivered from the cool night air as Monica's hands cupped her breasts. She remembered moaning.

She also recalled trembling with excitement and fear. She didn't know what to do and was too frightened to admit her lack of experience to Monica. If Monica suspected anything, it never showed. Or perhaps she simply didn't care. Monica's skillful fingers worked their way up under her bra. She kissed Walker's neck as she pinched and teased her erect nipples. "Are you wet?" Monica asked her as she continued her assault on her sensitive neck.

Walker couldn't recall how or if she responded to the question. She could only remember the feel of Monica exploring her body with her hands and mouth. She remembered inhaling the scent of her long curly red hair. It smelled like peaches. Walker ran her fingers through Monica's hair as the older girl's mouth continued in a downward motion. She didn't know when Monica did it but somehow her bra had been unfastened.

Walker's knees threatened to buckle as Monica captured one of her breasts in her mouth. Walker's body arched in response as her panties grew damper. Monica teased her nipple with her teeth and tongue as Walker struggled to continue standing. Instinctively she pressed the back of Monica's head, encouraging her to take her deeper.

Walker moaned in disappointment as Monica halted her movements. The redhead kissed her deeply as her skillful hands returned to teasing Walker's breasts. Walker wrapped her arms around the other girl, pulling her closer to her body. Monica ended the kiss abruptly. Walker was about to protest when Monica silenced her by pressing a finger against her quivering lips. Leaning in, Monica captured Walker's earlobe in her teeth. Nipping playfully, she further fueled Walker's desire. "God baby, I want to fuck you," Monica growled in her ear as her hand felt it's way down to the waistband of Walker's shorts.

"Huh?" was the only response Walker could come up with. She knew at that moment that she would do anything this girl asked of her.

Walker remembered Monica undoing her shorts as she dropped to her knees in front of her. She kissed Walker's exposed abdomen, her tongue dipping into her navel as she pulled Walker's khaki shorts down her legs. She could remember feeling exposed, standing there on the deserted beach with her top pulled up and her shorts pooled around her ankles as Monica's fingers spread open her swollen lips.

For the first time in her life Walker felt her clit throb and understood fully what it meant. With a gentle hand she guided Monica towards her wetness. She felt Monica's breath caress her damp dark curls. The intensity jolted through her body as Monica's tongue flicked across her swollen clit. Much to her surprise, her thighs instinctively opened wider.

While Monica groped her backside with one hand, her tongue licked and tasted Walker's lower lips. Monica buried her face deeper inside of her as her other hand moved between Walker’s trembling thighs. Walker felt two fingers pressing against her opening as Monica began to suckle her clit.

Walker recalled how her hips swayed as her breathing became erratic. Monica grazed her throbbing clit with her teeth as she plunged her fingers inside of Walker. The young brunette cried out as Monica's fingers curled and teased her sensitive center. Monica feasted upon her as her fingers plunged in and out of Walker's wetness. Monica took her with her mouth and fingers.

Walker found herself clenching the back of Monica's head as she screamed out in ecstasy. Later, they found themselves rolling around in the sand completely naked. Walker fumbled as she tried to pleasure her lover. After it was over, Monica kissed her sweetly as they had dressed. Then she suggested that they should get together again sometime. Walker was confused. Later she would learn that Monica had many friends that she took to the beach. She liked older men and naive women.

At the end of the summer, Walker returned home wiser, a little bitter, less trusting, and completely confused about her sexuality.

Walker could feel her wetness grow from reliving the memory and the sight of Celeste's nipples pressing firmly against the material of her shirt. Celeste's eyes had fluttered shut during the telling of the story. Walker almost laughed when she finished the story. Celeste had her hands clenched tightly and her legs crossed. It didn't take much for her to figure out what was going on in that pretty blonde head. "Okay, your turn," Walker teased her.

"I need a moment," Celeste responded in a shaky tone.

"That's not all you need," Walker added in a rich tone.

"I know,"Celeste squeaked. "God, that was amazing . . . I . . . uhm . . ."

"I know," Walker finished for her in a deep voice. "I do too."

"I think I need a cold shower," Celeste groaned.

"You know . . . ," Walker began as she fought the urge to cross the few feet to Celeste's bed, ". . . the Judge said we couldn't touch each other."

"I know," Celeste growled.

"But he didn't say that we couldn't touch ourselves," Walker urged her on, knowing that it wouldn't take much at that moment to drive the smaller woman over the edge. "I mean, that's what you were planning on doing." Walker knew that she was playing with fire. Her desires had overwhelmed her senses. She knew that the friendship that had begun to grow between them was great. Yet the desire threatened to consume both of them.

Walker couldn't resist; she needed to release her pent up passion. Slipping her hand up under her nightshirt, she rolled her already erect nipple between two fingers. Celeste's eyes fluttered open and watched her intently. The blonde raised herself up on her knees and started to raise her shirt. Walker’s clit began to throb as she spotted the teal panties that lay underneath.

Her mouth went dry as she lowered the collar of her nightshirt to reveal the nipple she’d been teasing. Celeste moaned as her fingers descended into her panties. Walker's breathing became erratic as she watched Celeste's hand move beneath the teal cotton material. All she wanted at that moment in time was to taste this woman.

Walker continued to tease her nipple with one hand as her other hand reached under her nightshirt. She got on her knees as her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear. Her blue eyes watched Celeste intently as she felt her own wetness greet her fingers.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted them. "Yes?" Walker barked out harshly. "Miss McCormick, your mother’s on the telephone," the deputy informed her. Walker's hands quickly removed themselves from her body. Walker suddenly wished that she was an orphan.

"Well, that's a mood killer," Celeste groaned as she collapsed onto the bed. Walker retrieved her robe and took the phone call from her mother. As she reentered the room and found Celeste sound asleep, she knew that the moment had passed. "I can't wait until closing arguments," she muttered bitterly as she climbed into bed, dreading the long lonely night ahead.

PART FIVE

Several more weeks passed and the tension only grew between the two women. Walker found it difficult to focus her attention as her mind wandered to thoughts of Celeste. Finally both sides presented their closing arguments; unlike television, it took three days for them to finish. Once locked away for deliberations, everyone sighed with relief.

It had been hard to spend so much time with people and not talk about the one thing they had in common. "Is it just me or did this guy beg to be caught?" Celeste commented as she plopped down into her chair.

"Oh, how about how his lawyer tried to explain the bloody finger print," another person commented.

"That the print had been there already and blood got on it." Walker snorted. "It certainly didn't look good when their own forensic witness said that wasn't possible."

"Or how about when he tried to cash the landlady’s check using her dead husband's ID," another person added.

"At the bank she went to all the time," Celeste added.

Even the jury foreman had to chuckle at that. "Let's face it, Raymond’s not the brightest bulb there is," he added. "Who wants to vote and get out of here?"

Everyone agreed eagerly. A vote was taken and, to no one's surprise, Raymond Carsen was found guilty. Walker had tried to give him the benefit of the doubt during the trial but it was clear the guy was guilty. They turned in the verdict and were allowed to go back to the motel to get their belongings. Everyone's mood was brightened by the fact that they were finally free.

Walker couldn't wait and yet suddenly she felt apprehensive. There was no longer anything keeping Celeste and her apart. She tried to hide her nervousness as they entered their room. They had packed their bags that morning in anticipation of leaving. Neither of them had spoken. Walker reached for her bag as her mind struggled for something to say. A small hand covered her own.

Walker swallowed hard as she looked up at Celeste who was trembling slightly. Walker sensed her nervousness and wrapped the smaller woman in her arms. "It feels so good to finally be able to hold you," she said softly. She felt Celeste relax in her arms. Everything felt right. It was funny that they were suddenly shy around each other. Over the past few weeks they had exchanged every detail of their lives. They had laughed and the sexual energy between them had been undeniable.

They stepped slightly apart as Walker looked deeply into the eyes of the woman who had captured her heart. "I know we should take this slow," she said, trembling as she felt the heat from Celeste's body radiating against her own.

"I can't wait," Celeste responded in a husky tone as she reached up and pulled Walker's head down.

Their lips met and melted together instantly. They parted in invitation. The kiss deepened quickly as their tongues danced together. Walker moaned as she pressed her body into the smaller woman. The need to breathe overwhelmed them. "We don't have much time," Celeste gasped. "I know we should wait until we’re somewhere more appropriate."

"I need you," Walker uttered hotly in her ear. Her mouth began an assault on Celeste's neck. Her pulse beat wildly just from the taste of her skin. Celeste's hands cupped her backside as she backed her up towards the nearest bed.

Walker grabbed hold of Celeste's hips as she felt herself being lowered onto the bed. They both knew that they had little time to explore their passion. The urgency only seemed to fuel them on. Each began to unbutton the other's pants, kissing deeply as they unzipped them. They lowered the offending material just enough to see one another's panties. Their bodies pressed together as hands began a hurried exploration.

Walker reeled as her fingers slipped into Celeste's wetness. Her thighs opened as she felt Celeste stroke her throbbing clit. They moaned in unison as they teased one another. "Take me," Celeste begged. Walker entered her with two fingers, plunging in and out. Celeste moaned deeply, her own fingers entering Walker's center. They rode against each other as their bodies trembled. Capturing each other in a passionate kiss, their fingers continued to pleasure the other. Their screams of ecstasy were muffled by their kiss.

They lay trembling on the bed as someone knocked on the door, informing them that it was time to go. They both moaned in displeasure as they quickly stood and adjusted their clothing. They kissed one another quickly. Grabbing their luggage, they headed towards the doorway. Walker reached out and touched Celeste gently on the arm. "We're not finished," she informed the smiling blonde.

"I hope not." Celeste winked at her. "Trust me. I want more than that from you. I want your heart as well."

"It's already yours." Walker smiled back at her. "By the way, you never did tell me how you lost your virginity," Walker pointed out.

"I did promise to tell you," Celeste responded thoughtfully. "How about tonight at my place?"

THE END(?)

REACHING A VERDICT

(JURY DUTY - PART TWO)

By Mavis Applewater

September 2002

Disclaimers: For those of you who don’t know the drill by now, here we go. No, it isn’t them. The story’s mine and you cannot post, reproduce, or sell it without my permission. If for any reason, real or imagined, you do not wish to read a story that contains a loving, sexual relationship between consenting adult women, then do us all a favor and don’t read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to read such material, then do me a favor and do not read this story until it is no longer a crime for you to do so. This is a Member’s Choice story selected by my Egroup, which means it is a sequel. Read Part One or you won’t know what’s going on. Why is it that the folks that need warning labels to tell them not to use a blow dryer in the shower are the same yahoos that bag my food order, valet park my car, and deliver my mail by leaving it on the sidewalk instead of slipping it into the slot? Nothing to do with the story; I was just wondering why these people seem to follow me around.

Thanks to my beta reader Joanne.

As always, this is for Heather.

Part One

Celeste Devon looked around her apartment and scowled. While being sequestered away in the motel in Malden, dust had settled, the plants had died, and there was a nasty smell coming from the refrigerator. "This is bad," she grumbled, feeling exhaustion overwhelm her. Her dream woman was coming over and her once pristine home resembled a hovel. She tossed her suitcase in the bedroom, changed into a comfortable pair of worn Levis and a T-shirt, and began to scrub and scour her apartment. "I should have suggested her place," she muttered as she cleaned out what was growing in the refrigerator. "But no. I had to go and open my big mouth."

Celeste had no idea when Walker would be arriving. They’d exchanged phone numbers, and without stopping to think about the long day they’d already endured, Celeste suggested dinner at her place. She gave the tall brunette her address and told to her come over whenever. She knew she hadn’t been thinking clearly. Her only thoughts had been about the quick sexual encounter they’d shared and how much she wanted to explore more of what Walker had to offer. It wasn’t just Walker’s amazing body and the intense sexual attraction; she felt that she and the brunette had connected from the moment they met.

Celeste was tired as she dragged the trash out to the dumpster. She had awoken at seven that morning and been forced to listen to the dry monotone voices of the lawyers deliver the closing arguments. The verdict took no time at all. Raymond Carsen was a guilty guy who wasn’t very bright when it came to covering up his heinous actions. The only smart thing he’d done was to murder his poor sweet landlady in a state where there was no death penalty. After rendering their verdict in record time, they then had to wait for the lawyers and judge to be ready for them. After the verdict was read they were loaded into the bus and driven back over the Tobin Bridge to Malden to collect their belongings. She still didn’t understand why they’d been lodged so far away from the city.

She smiled as she recalled how the intense sexual frustration had driven Walker to take her on the bed, while a deputy waited outside their motel room. Then it was back on the bus for a long drive in rush hour traffic until they were deposited back at the courthouse, free to go. She was finally free and could touch Walker. The thought of being able to kiss the woman with whom she had shared a hotel room for almost two months made her stomach flutter with excitement. It also frightened her. "What if that pent up sexual frustration is all we have to offer one another?" she wondered.

She deposited her trash and headed back towards her building when she spotted a taxi stopping out front. "No," she whimpered as she spied the sexy brunette exiting the taxi. Walker smiled at her as she approached. "I’m a mess," Celeste blurted out.

"You look adorable," Walker reassured her with a smile. "I take it your apartment looks like mine."

"I forgot how long I’ve been away," Celeste grumbled as she led Walker into her building. "I’m thankful that the court took care of our landlords but you’d think they would send someone over to water the plants and clean out the fridge," Celeste rationalized as they climbed the stairs up to her apartment. Walker chuckled lightly from behind her as they entered the sparsely furnished apartment.

"This is nice," Walker complimented her as she stepped inside.

"Well, she got most of the furniture," Celeste explained as she closed the door behind them. During their time together Celeste had explained to Walker her reason for being out of town when the murder occurred. She’d broken up with her lover and the blonde had needed some time away to clear her head.

"Tell you what. Why don’t I grab us some takeout from that Thai place I noticed on the corner?" Walker suggested. "And you can hop in the shower and relax."

"That would be great." Celeste sighed deeply, feeling completely at ease in Walker’s presence. Of course why shouldn’t she be? They’d been together twenty-four hours a day for the past seven and a half weeks. Celeste handed the leggy brunette her house keys and went in search of her wallet.

"I got it," Walker volunteered. "I want you relaxed and refreshed. Besides you owe me a story," Walker teased as she wrapped her arms around Celeste.

"Oh no," Celeste blushed.

"You promised," Walker insisted as she kissed Celeste lightly on the cheek.

"I did, didn’t I," Celeste offered meekly.

"Hey, relax. I’m just looking forward to spending time with you," Walker offered with a sweet sincerity. "Maybe later we can go for a walk? I never realized how much I would miss the city air until we were locked up."

"That sounds nice," Celeste agreed with a smile and a shy kiss.

Once Walker had left the small blonde opened the windows to air out her townhouse. Then she descended on her bathroom - first she cleaned it since it was rather nasty looking after all the weeks of neglect, and then she climbed into the shower, losing herself in the warm spray. The EconoLodge bathroom had nothing on the heavy-duty shower massage she’d had installed when she moved into the apartment. It felt great to enjoy her shampoo and soaps.

Her thoughts quickly turned to Walker. "How am I going to tell her about my past without scaring her off?" she muttered as she rinsed her body. "After that sweet story she told me about losing her virginity at summer camp, my story is going to seem sleazy." Celeste blew out a heavy breath as she stepped out of the shower and began to dry herself. "Okay, there’s no need to panic yet. It’s not like I can change the past," she reasoned, recalling all the late night conversations she’d shared with Walker. They had really gotten to know one another and they seemed to connect on so many levels. If Walker shut her out because she lacked discretion in her past, then she wasn’t the person she thought she was and she’d be better off without her. ‘Please don’t be a judgmental jerk,’ her heart pleaded.

Celeste changed into a pair of black jeans and a teal sleeveless tee. Then she blow-dried her short blonde locks, noticing that she needed a trim. All the time she’d spent serving on jury duty had certainly disrupted her life. It was the little things like being able to watch television and get her hair done that she had missed. But spending every waking moment in Walker’s company had more than made up for the inconveniences. She had known that there was something special about Walker the moment the tall brunette had jumped to her defense when that obnoxious man had hit on her while they were waiting to be called in for a panel.

She emerged from her bedroom to find Walker setting up the takeout food in the living room. "Hi," she offered with a bright smile as she watched the tall woman’s movements.

"Hi," Walker responded with a smile of her own.

"That smells fantastic." Celeste sighed happily as she approached Walker. "After weeks of those cardboard sandwiches I’m really looking forward to this."

"I even got us a nice bottle of wine; it’s chilling in the refrigerator," Walker offered with a shy grin. "Hunter Ash, I seem to recall you said that you really liked New Zealand wines."

"I do," Celeste concurred as she wrapped her arms around Walker’s waist.

Walker returned the embrace and wrapped her arms tightly around Celeste’s body. "This feels nice," Walker murmured softly. "I’ve been dreaming about holding you since that first day."

"Oh yes, when you defended my honor," Celeste responded softly as she nestled her head against Walker’s chest.

"That guy was an ass," Walker snorted indignantly. "Granted, I can understand him not being familiar with Karin Kallmaker but still, what part of ‘I don’t want to talk to you’ didn’t he understand?"

"Some men just don’t get it," Celeste offered as she inhaled the scent of Walker’s skin. "Hmm . . . that’s nice. Jasmine?"

"Yeah," Walker responded softly. "I couldn’t wait to hop into my own shower and use my body scrub. I hated those little soaps at the motel. But I forgot my own stuff. I was a little flustered with dealing with tying things up at my job and everything else."

"I was the same way," Celeste said as she listened to the steady rhythm of Walker’s beating heart. "Well, except for the job part. I can take months off and not worry about it. Still I should start looking for a new assignment," she added with a slight frown.

Celeste was a gifted cinematographer who worked exclusively on documentaries. The work was good and, with the emergence of stations like the Discovery Channel and the Learning Channel, she worked and traveled a lot. She had been smart when it came to investing her hard-earned money back in the days when the pay and work was scarce. So now she worked when she wanted to and on what she wanted to.

"I really need to catch up on work myself," Walker grumbled. "I’ll probably been sent off again soon."

Celeste stepped slightly back from the warmth of Walker’s body. "Being a geologist must keep you busy these days," Celeste offered as they both took a seat on the sofa. Celeste was thrilled when Walker kept her hand in her own.

"All the major oil companies are certainly keeping us busy," Walker agreed. "I love the traveling. I never thought about it when I first decided to get into the field."

"What made you decide on studying rocks?" Celeste asked the one question that she’d been dying to ask since she discovered Walker’s profession. "And yes, I know it’s more complicated than that."

Walker smiled as she released Celeste’s hand. The blonde’s body instantly missed the contact. "Oddly enough it started my first year in college," Walker explained as she handed the blonde a plate. "I had no idea what I wanted to major in. I was just trying to fill my science requirement," Walker continued as they began to fill their plates and eat.

"This is so good," Celeste moaned as she dug into her plate of curried shrimp. "Okay, so you needed to fill your science requirement?" Celeste encouraged her.

"Right," Walker responded with a nod. "I didn’t want to take Biology because I couldn’t deal with cutting up a poor little piglet."

"You’re squeamish?" Celeste chuckled.

"Just a little," Walker said, defending herself with a slight pout that Celeste found positively endearing. "Anyhow, I took Geology figuring that since my teammates on the basketball team called it rocks for jocks, it would be a breeze and boost my GPA. I ended up loving it. Of course now I’m more of a team leader and don’t get all dirty anymore. I miss that."

They settled into a comfortable conversation as they enjoyed the mountain of Thai food that Walker had purchased. Walker told her about her last trip to Alaska and Celeste shared tales of her trip to Egypt. Celeste felt a niggling fear that the constant traveling and demanding schedules that they both had would be a problem. Celeste cleared away the remnants of the meal and opened the bottle of wine.

She settled down on the sofa next to the very relaxed brunette. "So, Miss Devon, I do believe you owe me a story," Walker stated wryly.

"Yes, I do," Celeste stammered. Then she took a healthy sip of wine. "Prior to my last relationship, I was very single."

"Yes," Walker responded in a slow careful tone.

"I’ve had relationships but, well, I did date a lot in my twenties," Celeste continued nervously. "I’m not ashamed of my lack of commitment."

"You shouldn’t be," Walker reassured her. "You told me before that you weren’t a player but you did date a lot of different women. And you were careful and healthy."

"All true," Celeste confirmed. "While I wanted a relationship I wasn’t ready to just jump into one when I didn’t feel that it was the real thing. It took me long enough to come to terms with my sexuality that I needed to be in love. Plus the first couple of times I fell in love I ended up being hurt. My last relationship was a good example. Have I scared you off yet?"

Walker released a hearty laugh as she snuggled closer to Celeste. "Not a chance," Walker reassured her. "I certainly explored my options in my youth. Plus with the way both of us have to travel on a moment’s notice, it isn’t very good for maintaining a marriage."

"I know," Celeste responded sadly.

"What is it, Celeste?" Walker inquired carefully. "We’ve talked about this before. I think you know that I’m looking for more than what we shared this afternoon."

"So am I," Celeste asserted. "It’s just that my first time was a bit unconventional. In the past it’s scared away more than one potential suitor."

"It wasn’t a farm animal, was it?" Walker teased her.

"No." Celeste laughed as she gave Walker a light swat. "Okay, pour us some more wine and I’ll tell you the whole story."

Part Two

For Celeste, doubts regarding her sexuality had begun to emerge during her senior year of high school. By the time she had just about completed her first semester in college she was more confused than ever. She didn’t have enough confidence to even talk about it with Joy and Sandra who had become her closest friends during the semester. The two girls were roommates and their room was right across the hall from Celeste’s. The three of them hung around constantly and Celeste was drawn to both women.

She was also curious; there were constant rumors about just how close Joy and Sandra really were. One night the three of them were hanging out in Joy and Sandra’s room, drinking some cheap rum. As the three of them sat on Sandra’s bed, Celeste noticed the constant touches the two other women were sharing. It wasn’t the first time she’d noticed the affectionate touching between the two girls. Celeste was fascinated by the interaction; normally she would excuse herself from the scene.

That night, thanks to the rum and cokes she’d consumed, she just sat back and watched. Her body was tingling with excitement. She tried to convince herself that it was caused by the rum and not the sight of the other girls snuggling together and Joy massaging Sandra’s stomach. Then Joy reached over and captured Sandra in a lingering kiss.

Celeste’s jaw dropped as she watched the kiss deepen and the two women begin to fondle one another. The blonde’s body was in turmoil as she found herself excited and terrified. She could hear her heart pounding against her chest as she watched Joy’s hands slip up under Sandra’s T-shirt. Celeste didn’t know what to do. She decided to leave the couple alone and allow them some privacy. As she moved to climb off the bed, Joy turned to her. "Don’t leave," the platinum blonde requested in a breathy tone.

Celeste blinked her eyes in confusion, not understanding why she would want her to stay. She looked over at Sandra who smiled at her. "Stay," Sandra encouraged her in a tone that sent shivers up and down Celeste’s spine. Before Celeste could respond, Joy cupped her face in her hands and drew her in for a soft kiss. Celeste was lost in the soft feel of Joy’s lips exploring her own.

Celeste gave herself over to the feeling as Joy parted her lips with her tongue. She could feel her body being moved. She was now sitting between both women. Joy was exploring the warmth of her mouth with her tongue while Sandra’s hands were running up along the sides of her body. She felt Sandra kiss the back of her neck while she cupped her breasts. Celeste moaned from the contact.

Celeste deepened the kiss as her own hands began to explore Joy’s body. Celeste felt hands running up under her shirt. She cried out as she felt both women touching her sensitive breasts. "We both find you attractive," Sandra whispered hotly in her ear.

"I never . . . ," Celeste choked out as she felt her top being removed.

Celeste never finished what she was struggling to say as her bra was removed and Joy suckled her nipple in the warmth of her mouth. Celeste’s body arched in response as Joy teased her nipple with her teeth and her tongue while Sandra’s hands busied themselves with undoing the buttons of her jeans. Celeste leaned into Sandra’s body and the redhead captured her in a fiery kiss.

Celeste’s body reacted to every touch both women offered as she turned and found herself pressing her body into Sandra. Joy nestled her body on top of her. Celeste exchanged kisses with both women as they undressed her and themselves. Celeste’s naked body was trapped between the two equally naked women. She was excited and frightened. A part of her wanted to stop what was happening. Yet her body craved the feeling of being touched by both women.

Celeste was lost in the feel of Joy’s skin and desire melting into her from behind while Sandra’s skin and desire caressed her body from the front. She began to kiss Sandra hungrily as Joy began to kiss her way down her back. Celeste kissed her way down Sandra’s neck and shoulders while Joy’s hands began to caress her backside. Celeste’s hips arched as Sandra’s hand slipped between their bodies and Joy’s hand dipped into her wetness from behind.

Celeste couldn’t think as both women pressed fingers against the opening of her center. She parted her trembling thighs as she captured one of Sandra’s nipples in her mouth. Celeste winced when both women entered her wetness. She gave herself over to the feel of Joy feasting upon her wetness as Sandra teased her clit. She loved the way Sandra’s nipple became erect as she suckled it.

Celeste thrust her hips urgently as they plunged in and out of her in perfect rhythm. She could hear Joy’s murmurs of pleasure as Sandra pleaded with her to suckle her nipple harder. Sandra hissed in pleasure as Celeste teased her nipple with her tongue and her teeth. The feel of Sandra’s desire pressing against her stomach further fueled her need to touch and be touched by these women.

As Joy and Sandra’s rhythm grew wilder, Celeste’s head fell back and her body lifted higher. Joy moved behind her and pressed her wetness against Celeste as Sandra once again began to suckle her breasts. Celeste was grinding as she began to cry out in ecstasy. Sandra’s head fell back as she ground her wetness into Celeste’s body. Joy was groaning as her hips swayed against her backside.

Sandra was quivering beneath her as Joy was trembling behind her. Joy pressed her breasts into her back and leaned over and began to nibble on her earlobe. Joy was whispering lust-filled words in her ear and Celeste felt her thighs trembling. Celeste’s head was spinning as she felt her body explode. She cried out as she felt a sudden rush coursing through her entire body.

Before Celeste could understand what had happened, her body’s need took over. She began to kiss Joy passionately while she fondled her breasts. Sandra assisted her in fondling Joy’s body. Throughout the night both women opened Celeste to a whole new world, showing her everything, and sating desires she never knew existed.

Part Three

Celeste sat there waiting for Walker to say something. The brunette simply stared at her with a stunned expression. "Wow," Walker finally managed to stammer.

"Anything else you want to add to that?" Celeste pushed as she felt her heart drop. Walker simply blinked in surprise. "Walker, I want you to understand something. I don’t regret what happened; I just wish it hadn’t been my first sexual experience."

"I’m sorry," Walker explained as she recovered. "I can understand why you wished your first time had been different. I felt the same way about Monica. I don’t regret what happened, but a part of me wishes that I had waited until I was older and in love."

"So you don’t think less of me?" Celeste asked shyly.

"No," Walker reassured her as she wrapped her arms tightly around Celeste’s body and pulled her up onto her lap. "Did you think I would because you had a three way?"

"Well, frankly, yes," Celeste retorted as she caressed Walker’s shoulders. "In the past when I’ve explained what happened with Joy and Sandra, most of my lovers thought that I was really into group sex. It either scared them off or they were far too interested."

Celeste felt a sense of relief as Walker chuckled lightly. "Well, as for three ways - been there, done that," Walker offered with a shrug. "And although I enjoyed myself, it’s not something I’m interested in at this point in my life."

"I feel the same," Celeste reassured her. "I don’t regret my past but it’s just that - the past."

"The only thing that bothers me is I get the feeling that Sandra and Joy set you up," Walker offered in concern.

"They did," Celeste agreed as her eyes drifted to Walker’s soft full lips. "Did you ever feel that way about what happened with Monica?"

"Yes," Walker confirmed with a heavy sigh. "None of that matters now. If those things hadn’t happened we might not be together now. The same goes for Raymond Carsen. If he hadn’t murdered his landlady, we might not have met."

"Hmm . . . we can send him a Valentine’s Day card every year," Celeste teased while sh Walker’s hands caressed her back. Her eyes remained focused on the brunette’s lips that were now parted slightly. "Who knew that doing your civic duty could be so rewarding?" Celeste added. Her body trembled from the feel of Walker’s fingers slipping up under her shirt. She dipped her head and captured the lips that had been the only thing holding her focus for the last several moments.

Celeste moaned deeply as Walker parted her lips with her tongue. The kiss quickly deepened as their tongues engaged in a sensual duel. Walker’s hands began to caress her back, making the blonde shiver. Celeste reached between their bodies and caressed Walker’s breasts as the brunette unclasped her bra. Celeste moaned into the warmth of Walker’s mouth as her lover cupped her breast.

Celeste reluctantly ended the kiss when the need to breathe overwhelmed her. She ran her fingers through Walker’s long silky dark hair while her lover teased her nipples with the palms of her hands. Celeste’s body arched in response and she gave herself over to Walker’s touch. "Celeste, I want to take this slow," Walker whispered hotly in her ear.

"Do you want to stop?" Celeste panted as Walker began kissing her neck.

"No," Walker murmured against her skin. "I just want to make this moment last."

Celeste tilted her head back, giving Walker more access to her sensitive neck. "So do I," Celeste whispered in understanding. The rushed excitement of the encounter they’d shared earlier that day left both of them with a feeling that something was missing.

Celeste allowed her fingers to enjoy the silkiness of Walker’s hair while the brunette slowly kissed her neck and caressed her breasts. Celeste could feel her nipples becoming erect from Walker’s touch. Her hips began to grind into Walker’s firm body as her lover’s mouth moved further down until she was suckling the pulse point on Celeste’s neck. Celeste pressed harder into Walker’s body as she released a throaty growl.

Celeste pulled slightly away from her lover and stared deeply into her fiery blue orbs. "Bedroom," she said with a soft promise. They exchanged tender kisses before rising up off of the sofa. Celeste took Walker by the hand and led her into her bedroom. Once in the bedroom Walker wrapped her arms around Celeste’s body and the two shared tender kisses. Celeste’s lips were tingling from the shy exchange. She inhaled deeply and stepped away from her lover. She lit a candle that was by her bedside and then pulled back the bedcovers.

Her body was pulsating and she knew that Walker was watching her every move. Celeste turned to her lover and smiled as Walker kicked off her shoes. She watched as Walker pulled her shirt out of her jeans and began to lift it slowly. Celeste stepped over to her lover and captured her hands. "Let me?" she asked, the heat emanating off her lover’s body almost burning her. Walker lifted her arms and allowed Celeste to remove her top.

The blonde took a moment to run her hands along Walker’s broad shoulders. She slowly lowered the straps of the black bra Walker was wearing until they were hanging off her shoulders. Celeste kissed the valley between the brunette’s breasts as she reached behind her and unclasped the bra. She ran her tongue along the swell of Walker’s firm full breasts before removing the garment completely.

She stepped back to admire her lover’s beauty as Walker began to reciprocate by removing her top and bra as well. Celeste stepped into Walker’s inviting arms and began to kiss her lover. She moaned as her skin melted into Walker’s as their breasts brushed against the other’s body. Shyly they explored the warmth of each other’s mouth as they each caressed the other’s back.

"Make love to me," Walker whispered against her lips before reclaiming them. Celeste’s heart soared as she ran her hands down along Walker’s body. She could feel her lover’s skin respond to her touch and it only made her body crave more. Celeste began to kiss Walker’s jaw and then down her long neck. Her lover’s moans fueled the fire already burning deep inside of her.

Celeste was once again running her tongue along the soft swell of Walker’s breasts as her lover caressed her back and ran her fingers through her hair. Celeste’s exploration grew bolder as she circled Walker’s nipples with her tongue without touching them. Walker whimpered each time she would almost brush one of the rose colored buds. Walker’s hands cupped her backside and began to massage her firm cheeks as their hips swayed against one another.

Celeste’s wetness was dampening her jeans as she pressed her body against Walker’s. She suckled her nipple in her mouth, savoring the taste of her lover’s skin. As she teased her lover’s nipple she felt Walker slip a hand between their bodies and caress her abdomen. Her skin burned from Walker’s touch. She teased her nipples harder, moving from one to the other and then back again.

Walker’s thigh parted hers and pressed against her aching center as the brunette began to undo her jeans. She mirrored Walker’s actions and began to unbutton the brunette’s slacks while she continued to feast upon her breasts. Their bodies separated slightly as they both tugged the other’s pants down to their hips. "I need to feel you," Walker panted as she lowered Celeste’s panties. Needing to feel the same connection, the blonde once again mirrored her lover’s actions.

Both women’s pants and underwear hung on their trembling thighs as they brushed their wetness against the other’s body. Walker once again caressed Celeste’s backside while the blonde buried her face in the brunette’s breasts. Each of them slipped a firm thigh between the other’s legs. Celeste could feel her lover’s desire painting her skin as they began to sway against each other. "You’re so wet," Walker moaned as they ground against each other in a slow sensual rhythm.

The urgency of their movements grew as they clung to one another. Walker groaned as Celeste stepped slightly away from the embrace they were sharing. She reached up and kissed the taller woman. Never breaking the kiss, she turned Walker around, backed her up against the bed, and then gently lowered her down. Now lying on top of Walker’s long firm body, Celeste melted into her lover’s touch. She was breathless as she pulled away from the kiss.

Celeste began to kiss her way down Walker’s body, taking her time to enjoy the taste of the brunette’s trembling flesh. Walker scooted further up onto the bed as Celeste removed her pants and underwear. She tossed the clothing aside, and while she drank in the sight of her lover lying naked before her, she removed the last of her own clothing. She knew that Walker’s eyes were roaming her body as well. "Come here," Walker beckoned her with a sultry purr.

Celeste grinned slyly as she lowered her body and began to kiss her way up Walker’s endless legs. The blonde took her time as Walker trembled beneath her. She kissed and licked her calves and the back of her knees as Walker whimpered in pleasure. All too soon Celeste found herself captivated by the scent of her lover’s arousal as she kissed the inside of Walker’s trembling thighs. Celeste nestled her body between Walker’s legs and cupped the brunette’s firm backside.

She blew a warm breath in the dark triangle that was moist with desire. She parted her lover and dipped her tongue into Walker’s wetness. Celeste murmured in pleasure as she traced Walker’s slick folds with her tongue. She drew her lover’s center towards her and teased the opening of her center. Walker cried out as Celeste entered her with her tongue. Curling the appendage, Celeste slowly plunged in and out of Walker as the brunette’s body lifted up off the bed.

As she fought to hold Walker steady, Celeste began to tease her clit with the pad of her thumb. She could feel Walker nearing the edge so she withdrew from her wetness; Walker groaned in protest. Celeste smiled as her fingers replaced her tongue and she suckled Walker’s throbbing clit in her mouth. Walker’s body jerked as she cried out in pleasure. Celeste suckled her clit harder, teasing it with her teeth and her tongue while her fingers plunged in and out.

Celeste could feel her own body trembling as Walker’s trembled against her. The brunette was groaning and panting; she tried to call out the blonde’s name as her body tightened around Celeste. The blonde held onto her lover as her body arched against her, exploding in ecstasy. She tried to drive her lover into a second climax only to have Walker pull away. The brunette moved quickly and swept Celeste up into her arms.

Walker captured her in a fiery kiss as she gently caressed her body. Celeste felt alive as Walker’s body melted into her. They rolled around the bed as they kissed and caressed one another. Celeste found herself lying beneath her lover who was suckling her breasts. She arched her back, offering more up to her lover’s mouth. The slightest touch from Walker threatened to send her over the edge. Celeste wrapped her legs around Walker’s body. Walker rolled them over so Celeste could straddle her body. Walker’s hands slowly slid across her skin. The intensity from her lover’s touch was driving the blonde insane. She felt that Walker was a part of her.

She whimpered as Walker’s hands moved slower. Celeste looked down into Walker’s eyes and almost cried to see the intense emotions she was feeling mirrored in her lover’s eyes. Walker smiled as she caressed her hip with one hand and her other dipped into her wetness. The brunette never broke the gaze as she slowly stroked Celeste’s throbbing clit. Celeste leaned over Walker’s body, allowing the brunette to slowly explore her passion.

The tenderness of Walker’s fingers gliding along her slick folds was making her body tremble. As Walker began to tease her clit in slow deliberate movements, she entered Celeste. Walker filled her completely and the blonde could feel the climax already building inside of her. Celeste’s body quivered as she gazed deeply into her eyes and her fingers pleasured her slowly. Celeste was shocked as she climaxed quickly and collapsed into Walker’s arms.

They climbed under the covers and held one another in a warm embrace. Celeste still couldn’t believe how powerful her orgasm had been given how gently Walker had made love to her. Perhaps it was because sharing her heart with Walker was like breathing. As they drifted off to sleep Celeste knew the odds were against them. Because the demands of their respective careers, they both had incredibly bad batting averages when it came to relationships. Yet somehow Celeste didn’t doubt that they would make it.

The End