"Andrea, you never disappoint. This place looks like an elf threw up everywhere."
"Michonne! You're here." Andrea said jumping up to hug her friend. "It's good right? They did a great job of decorating this year. Did you drive up here by yourself? You know I could have picked you up from the airport."
"I know, but I ran into the lovebirds at the rental car place and I just hitched a ride with them." She used her thumb to point to the front door. "I left them out by the car."
"Oh yes, young love. How are Tara and Denise doing?"
"We're doing great! Thanks for asking." Tara answered when she and Denise entered the cozy overly decorated cabin.
"Hey you two." Andrea greeted walking up to hug them both with a big smile. "I'm so glad you could make it."
"So are we." Denise said looking around the large front room. "We'll have to thank Morgan and Jenny for giving up their spot this year. This place is massive."
"Thanks. It's been in the family forever. We like to use it the weekend before Christmas to get together and hang out, but since everyone was busy this year, we had to move the date. So here we are in January celebrating Christmas. How long have we been doing this Michonne?" Andrea asked.
"I think this is year 16."
"Something like that. Did y'all bring gifts?"
"Yep. My person's gonna love what I got them." Tara answered.
"I hope so. Just put it under the tree and we'll open gifts tomorrow night."
Andrea was so excited for the weekend. The holiday was the only time that all the friends got to be together. Stealing away from work commitments and such, to just hang out and destress, if only for a weekend. This was the first time that Tara and Denise had been invited. They were late comers to the group, but fit in seamlessly and since the usual pair of Morgan and Jenny decided to spend Christmas on the beach in Hawaii, they got to join the longtime friends at the cabin this year. She showed Denise and Tara to their rooms before giving them the full tour. Everyone had a festive nameplate on their bedroom door as well as personalized holiday pajamas on the bed and a basket full of goodies. Andrea never skimped on the holiday fare or the cutesy aspect of it all. Michonne found her room easily. Her name was bedazzled against a green background with candy canes and gingerbread houses. This year she was sharing a room with Sasha. The cabin had seven bedrooms each of them large enough for two queen beds and ensuite bathrooms. Michonne dropped her bag on the floor at the foot of her bed and then laid back on the plush down comforter. She wiggled her body and stretched out her muscles, ridding her mind of the stress filled week she just had and filling her nose with the smell of cinnamon and pine in the air. She had been away from Georgia for eight months, her firm sent her to Seattle to help with the opening and training of a new firm. This was her first time back home, her project ended on Tuesday and now it was Friday and she was taking a much needed long vacation starting with the Christmas getaway at Andrea's family cabin. She had just closed her eyes when she heard the booming voice of Shane come through the front door.
"Mistletoes here. Hope you ladies warmed up your lips." She could hear Denise laughing at him and decided she may as well greet her old friend who hadn't changed one bit since she'd met him in middle school.
"Well hello to you Shane. I see you're still trying it with the mistletoe."
"Michonne, come give me a kiss girl. You know that's the only reason I come out here, for those lips of yours." She knew he was only teasing, but she obliged and gave him a peck on his cheek. "I can't believe you're back. Are you here to stay?" Michonne nodded her head yes. "Good, maybe you can talk some sense into Andrea, get her to give me a chance."
"That's all on you Shane, step up your game dude." Tara said to him.
"You know what, I'mma work on you Tara." Shane dangled the mistletoe in the air. "I don't think Denise would mind if you gave me some sugar."
"She should mind." Michonne said. "Tara save yourself the trouble and just blow him one from across the room. Once he gets one, he'll ask for one every year." She turned to Shane. "And I think you might like your room assignment this year."
"Oh yeah." He wiggled his eyebrows and then furrowed them. "And don't listen to her Tara, she's just mad because Grimes never asks her for any kisses."
"Whatever Shane." Michonne smiled slyly at him. "Where is he anyways? I thought you two were driving in together."
"We were, but then I kind of left early, leaving him with a bunch of paperwork to finish."
"What a shitty move. He's gonna kill you when he gets here, you know." Tara said to him.
"I am well aware of that. That's why when he shows up, I'll be hiding behind Michonne. He wouldn't dare try to get through her to get to me."
"Oh you pissed off Rick, I'll happily throw you to him." Michonne told him with a smile.
"You know what Michonne, you've always liked him more than me. You know how much that hurts?" Shane feigned displeasure with a wide grin on his face.
"I'm gonna guess not that much since you can't even say it with a straight face." Michonne laughed out.
"Hey everybody! The Rhees are here!" Maggie's voice filled the room, her country accent floating across the room in its one of a kind fashion.
"Maggie!"
"Michonne!" The two women rushed towards each other hugging and complimenting each other on their hair and figures. "I haven't seen you in so long. You look fantastic as always." Shane rolled his eyes at the girly talk and walked over to Glenn to greet the only other male in the house.
"We talk every week Maggie. Once you and Glenn are done honeymooning we can get together since I'll be around now that the project is over."
"Well if that's the case, we might not be talking for quite some time. Married sex is so much better than single girl sex."
"Maggie." Glenn said to her sternly, but her smile back to him made him falter his stance and puff his chest out a bit.
"Ugh. The M word. I want no parts of that." Shane exclaimed. "I have too much fun playing around with the many ladies in my life. I'd hate to lock one down and lose all the other ones."
"You're kind of disgusting, you know that." Denise said to him.
"He's very aware of that." Andrea agreed. "So where's Rick?"
"Why is everyone so concerned about Rick. Damn. Do y'all not see me and Glenn standing here?"
"You're such a baby sometimes Shane." Andrea told him. "Look go put your stuff in your rooms." She pointed to Shane Glenn and Maggie. "You know the drill, just find your name on the door."
"Is this all the food you have?" Tara asked looking at the finger foods on the counter.
"I forgot this was your first time coming." Michonne told Tara. "The first night Andrea puts out this little stuff and then later on the greasy stuff gets here."
"Pizza and burgers this year." Andrea added.
"It helps to soak up all the alcohol." Michonne said.
"So drunk on the first night, fancy dinner on the second night and…."
"Roasted marshmallows and home cooked meal on the last night." Michonne said finishing Tara's thought.
"So when do we give out gifts?" Denise asked Andrea.
"The last night."
"And tonight while we're getting drunk?" Tara asked.
"Hot tub and games. Pictionary is more fun with a buzz." Michonne said
"My favorite night." Shane said coming back in the room. "Hot girls in a hot tub. Am I right Tara?"
The friends spent the next few hours catching up, telling old stories and waiting for the rest of the crew to get there. Sasha was the next to arrive just as everyone was getting ready to head to their rooms to change for the hot tub.
"Michonne, I'm so glad you're here." Sasha told her. "Sorry I'm late guys, the fire house was a mess."
"No worried, as long as you made it. You look good girl." Michonne told her.
"Thanks. I gotta keep my bikini body through the winter, just for this weekend. Next week will be a whole different story." Everyone laughed with Sasha as she picked up her bag and started walking towards her room.
"Alright, let's get changed and meet at the hot tub in 15 minutes."
"Damn, the temp really dropped didn't it?" Glenn asked stepping out onto the back deck with the others. It was after 7 and the sun had set, they no longer had the warmth of the daylight to keep the chill out of the air.
"Last one in's a rotten egg! "Shane yelled running to the hot tub and leaping into his seat.
"He says that every year. You'd think one of us would beat him in by now." Sasha said shaking her head. The 10 person hot tub came equipped with color changing bulbs, jets and a bar on the side. Shane gladly accepted the role of bartender and quickly poured and doled out shots to everyone.
"No Daryl or Rick this year?" Sasha asked noticing the two empty seats in the hot tub.
"This one." Michonne pointed at Shane. "Left Rick at the station with a bunch of work to do."
"Oh I forgot. Daryl called and said he'll be here late. Something about the shop and bikes." Andrea informed them. "I started tuning him out when he mentioned compressors or something like that."
"Damn Shane." Sasha said shaking her head. "I hope Grimes doesn't kick your ass for that."
"Oh, he'll get over it. Pretty Ricky would never hurt his best friend."
"Keep thinking that dude." Tara said.
"Yeah, if I remember correctly, he kicked your ass in 12th grade for wrecking his truck." Glenn added. Shane just hung his head and shrugged his shoulders.
30 minutes and four shots later and the group went back inside to shower and put on their Christmas pajamas.
"Finally!" Shane said as Rick walked through the door. "It's about damn time."
"Fuck you Shane." Rick said to him annoyed and slightly tired from his long day.
"Rick you made it." Andrea said to him relieved that he had finally arrived and trying to cut the tension from the lifelong friends. She had her pajamas on, a red tank with a Christmas tree on it with black and red flannel shorts. She picked up her ringing phone and walked into the kitchen to answer it.
"Hey Rick." Tara and Sasha said in unison. They were both wearing their Christmas pajamas too.
"Hey, how y'all doing?" He looked around to see who all was there. "Am I the last to arrive?"
"No man, we're still waiting on Dixon. He needs to hurry up since he's bringing the moonshine." Shane said excitedly.
"Great." Sasha started. "That means we'll be picking your drunk ass up off the floor again. Can you stop drinking stuff people make in their backyard shed?"
"Girl you don't know what you're talking bout. That stuff will put hair on your chest."
"Guess I won't be drinking that." Tara said.
"So where's everyone else?" Rick asked looking around and noticing some missing faces.
"Denise is in the shower." Tara answered.
"No I'm not." Denise said rounding the corner to join the group. She kissed Tara on the lips and waved a greeting to Rick.
"Shit!" Andrea exclaimed as she left the kitchen placing her phone down on the counter. They can't deliver the food, something about some crazy chick slashing all the tires on the delivery trucks.
"Hey, don't worry about it." Shane told her. "I'll be your superman and go pick up everything."
"More like the punisher." Sasha quipped.
"I be punishing things alright." Shane said to her licking his lips. "Rick, go put your bag up and you and Glenn can ride with me. Matter of fact you can drive since we've all been drinking. Don't want to break the law or anything." Shane watched him walk off towards his room. Rick walked down the hallway in search of his name on a door, finding it next to Daryl's.
"Oh hey Rick." Michonne said seeing him as she stepped out of her room. He eyed her wearing her Christmas pajamas, a white tank top with a giant Christmas gift on the front and the same shorts as the others. Her legs looked downright sinful as he noticed her shuffle her feet.
"Michonne. It's good to see you." He stared in her eye smiling.
"Say man, let's go." Shane said coming down the hall. He grabbed Rick's bag and opened the door, tossing it in, not caring where it landed. "I'm starving. You looking good Michonne." Shane said as Rick gave him a side eye. "Any special requests? We're headed out to get the food."
"Chocolate."
"Of course." Shane said. "What was I thinking? You ladies love your chocolate. Come on man."
"See you later Rick." Michonne said to him shyly as Shane walked off back down the hallway.
"See ya."
"Look man all I'm saying is that we're not getting any younger. Why shouldn't I go for someone like Michonne? Did you see her in those shorts?"
"Sorry Shane. I didn't see anything. I only have eyes for one woman." Glenn said casting an eye over to Rick as he rolled his eyes at Shane. "Besides, we've known each other for a long time and you're not her type." Shane was in the backseat with the multiple boxes of pizzas and burgers while Rick drove and Glenn rode shotgun.
"What's her type then?"
"I don't know. But it's not you." Glenn answered. "Rick is probably more her type. The quiet gentleman with swagger and bowed legs."
"Get the fuck outta here Glenn. No one likes that shit. Women want a man who can take charge. The kind that would fuck them up against a wall and then tell them to go make em a sandwich."
"Shane." Rick shook his head. "Are you ever gonna not be you?"
"What for man? All I can do is do me. And maybe Sasha. Did you see her?"
"Oh my god. Please be someone else." Glenn said through a grin. "Weren't you just talking about Michonne? And aren't you rooming with Andrea?"
"Man. I'll just shoot my shot at both of them, see which one catches."
"Just don't catch the hands." Glenn said. "Cause I doubt either one of them wants to see you naked." Rick joined Glenn in laughing while Shane looked out the window at the road deciding to ignore the two of them for the rest of the ride back.
"Okay girls stand in front of the tree so we can take sexy pictures without the guys gawking at us."
"Who's gonna take the picture Andrea?"
"I've got my selfie stick Sasha. Come on, hurry up before they get back." They all crammed in near the tree trying to be part of the picture and give their best face all while Andrea tried to make sure the Christmas tree lights weren't ruining the picture. "Say Santa!" click. She took five more pictures moving them around so all the photos would be different. They were just lining up for the sixth one when the guys came through the door.
"Foods here." Glenn, Rick and Shane walked the food to the kitchen setting it on the counter. The women followed behind letting their hunger lead them to the aroma of melted cheese and saturated fats.
"Hey Sasha." Shane said smiling at her as she placed slices of pizza on her plate.
"Who wants a beer?" Andrea asked the room opening the fridge. Six hands went up. "Michonne?"
"No thanks."
"Rick?"
"I'm good." Andrea turned back to the opened fridge and started pulling out beer bottles, while everyone else continued to plate up food and Shane hopelessly tried to shoot his shot with Sasha.
"So, I never got to tell you how good you looked in that bikini earlier."
"Are you serious right now Shane?"
Rick walked passed the group out of the kitchen, he turned around and saw Michonne looking at him. He motioned with his head for her to follow him. With everyone distracted trying to fill their bellies, they both slipped out unnoticed.
"I didn't get to talk to you earlier." Rick said to Michonne as she stood with her back against the wall beside his door, he stood in front of her.
"What did you want to talk about?"
"I promised you something, didn't I?"
"Yeah, you did." She nodded and Rick leaned in to her, kissing her softly once before placing his hand at her waist and kissing her again deeper. She moaned softly when their lips parted and was breathless when the kiss ended.
"Where's your bag?" Michonne pointed to the door next to them and Rick turned the knob going to retrieve her things. Michonne followed him in going into the bathroom to get her toiletries.
"Andrea's gonna be mad." Michonne said as they exited the room and entered Rick's. "She had all the room assignments planned out with careful thought."
"Well, looks like she can just think some more." Rick quickly swapped Daryl's nameplate with Michonne's and walked into his room, closing the door behind him.
6 months ago
"Rick. Are you busy?"
"Just out patrolling the streets of King County. What's up Michonne? How you liking your new digs."
"Everything's wet Rick. All the time. I miss Georgia. How's Carl doing? I miss him too. Tell him I'm sending him some stuff in the mail."
"Does his dad get anything?"
"I'm calling ain't I?" Michonne giggled into the phone.
"Only because you want something. What do you need Michonne?"
"Oh Rick you know me so well."
"We've been friends a long time, what cha need?"
"Your grandmother's lemon pound cake recipe."
"You called me from miles away for a recipe."
"I said I missed home. Yesterday I had this immense craving for lemons and after drinking lemonade and eating lemon heads I figured out that I just need a slice of Granny Jean's lemon pound cake. Can I get it? Please?"
"I might need you to beg a little more, but I'll find it for you."
"Rick thank you. Just call me tonight with the recipe. FaceTime me so I can talk to Carl."
"Fine. We'll call you later."
"I'm glad you keep your promises." Michonne said against Rick's lips. They were laying on his bed, Rick settled in between Michonne's legs. She wrapped her left leg around his right leg and ran her heel up and down the fabric of his jeans.
"Why wouldn't I? I've been waiting months for this. For these." Rick pressed his lips to hers again kissing her until her head was light. "I'm a man of my word, but now I think I just might be addicted. Your lips are a lot softer than they look on the screen of my phone." He brushed his nose against hers and kissed her again, moving down to her jaw and then to her neck. She laughed when he squeezed her leg, tickling her.
"Who knew a pound cake recipe would bring on all this?" Michonne said as her eyes closed when Rick began licking her neck.
"Well you called me everyday after that, so it was inevitable."
"Rick." Michonne slapped him playfully on the back. "I did not call you everyday."
"Well we've talked everyday for six months so somebody called somebody." He kissed her again quickly. "Let's call it even."
"Yeah, let's do that." Rick's hand inched up her thigh, closer to the hem of her shorts. Their long awaited makeout session making her hot all over and the heat from his hands wasn't helping. "Let's do something else." Michonne said to him. Rick raised his head quizzically and Michonne grabbed his shirt, pulling it up and over his head.
"You sure?" Rick asked holding himself up on outstretched arms.
"I'm very sure." She pulled her tank top over her head exposing her red satin bra and tossed it to the floor before pulling Rick down on top of her again to kiss him, wrapping both her legs around his waist and grinding her center against his ever growing bulge. Their kiss grew deeper and soon Michonne was reaching between them to unbuckle his pants. Rick lifted his hips to help her out and moved his lips and tongue to her cleavage before starting to suck and bite on the skin just above the cups of her bra. "Ohhh." Michonne moaned. Somehow Rick reached behind her and unclasped her bra, tossing it away. He made his tongue familiar with the hardness of her nipples and the softness of her breasts. The warmth of his wet tongue leaving her momentarily unable to finish taking off his pants. "Shit." She whispered as his mouth sucked and licked. His hand rested on her waist and started to tug her shorts down. To his surprise the shorts were the only thing keeping her from being completely naked underneath him. Those were quickly tossed aside too.
"Fuck Michonne. You're so beautiful." Rick whispered, pushing himself up to his knees and taking his pants and boxers off. He continued to stare at her mesmerized by the fact that after all the years of knowing each other and all the months of talking long distance and getting to know each other on a deeper more intimate level, he actually had Michonne all to himself and was about to connect with her in a way that he had only done in his dreams. Leaning down he kissed her again and Michonne led his hand to the apex of her thighs, no longer able to wait for him to do it on his own.
"Touch me Rick. Touch it." Her breath hitched when she felt his fingers begin to fondle her delicate wet folds. His fingers dipping inside her warmth trying to coax out a quick orgasm because he knew once his throbbing dick was inside her, he wouldn't last long and he couldn't leave Michonne unsatisfied. Ever. With skilled precision, he curled his fingers deep inside her. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Ohhhh. Fuck! Yes." Michonne grabbed a hold of his arm and squeezed as she was rocked with a toe curling orgasm, her back arching and her legs shaking. Rick covered her mouth with his, loving the sounds she made, but knowing they weren't alone in the house. "Shit Rick." Michonne said out of breath. "Lay on your back."
"It's about time. Damn Daryl, what the fuck took you so long."
"Shut the hell up Shane, I got here as fast as I could. What's to eat? I'm starving."
"Did you bring the moonshine?" Shane asked him, smiling when Daryl handed him a mason jar full of clear liquid. "Yes!" Shane exclaimed. "Who's drinking with me?" To his surprise Denise and Glenn raised their glasses. "Go put your bag down man and come back and get a glass." Daryl left down the hall and came back a few minutes later huffing in annoyance.
"What the hell Andrea. Why you got me rooming with Sasha?"
"What are you talking about? You're sharing a room with Rick." Andrea looked around the room. "Where is Rick?"
"My name is on the door beside Sasha's and Michonne's is next to Rick." Daryl told her still annoyed.
"No, that's not how it's supposed to be."
"That sneaky motherfucker." Shane said looking around and not seeing Michonne either.
"What?" Tara asked him.
"Anyone seen Michonne?" Everyone looked around, not seeing her either and realizing that they hadn't seen her or Rick for at least an hour. Shane stood up and everyone followed him down the hall to stand at the door that now held the name plates of both Rick and Michonne. He put his ear to the door, holding his finger to his lips to silence everyone. "Do you hear that?" He mouthed.
"Goddamn Michonne." Rick placed his hands on her breast as she swivelled her hips on top of him. His dick deeper than dark secrets, had her body tingling with pleasure.
"Mmmm... You feel so good Rick... Fuck…" He sat up and circled his arms around her. "Rick. Ohhh… This. Ohhhh. We. Ahhh. I…"
"I love you Michonne." Rick declared, holding her tighter and kissing her neck as Michonne trembled in his arms. He stilled relishing in the feel of her pussy pulsing around his dick as she came. "You're so beautiful." He said as Michonne took a deep breath and grabbed his face, cupping it in her hands to kiss him, running her fingers through the short hairs of his beard.
"Show me Rick. Show me how much." He maneuvered her to her back, never breaking their connection, lifting her legs higher up on his waist in order to plunge deeper into her. "Yes... Like that Rick... Just like that…" He rocked into her at a steady pace, rolling his hips ever so often brushing against her clit with the hairs covering his pubic bone. Her hand gripped his ass to push him deeper into her. "Ahhhh…. Right there…. I feel it. Right… Ohhhh…"
"Come on Michonne. Cum again for me." He said against her skin, kissing her shoulder. "You're so wet. So tight." He hooked his arm under her leg and sped up his pace feeling Michonne tighten around him. She found her hands in his hair wanting to be closer to him if that was even possible.
"Ohhhh... Rick…" She took a sharp intake of breath and her whole body shuddered underneath him. He fucked her through her climax moving faster within her as his own peak came into sight. Spurred on by the need to reach it, he doubled his efforts and brought on another orgasm for Michonne as his hit him at the same time. He sighed deeply into her shoulder as his dick drained inside of her. They were still for a few moments catching their breaths and trying to focus their eyes. Michonne was spent, her energy depleted, but she had never felt so exhilarated. She ran the pads of her fingers along Rick's back as he tried to slow his breathing down unable to pull out of her sticky warmth just yet.
"This is good."
"It is." Michonne agreed, running her fingers along his back. "You know what?" Michonne asked him. He looked up at her and smiled.
"What's that?"
"I'm hungry." They both laughed knowing that neither one of them had eaten the food that was brought in quite some time ago; preoccupied with satisfying a hunger that that had nothing to do with their stomachs.
"We should probably eat." He slowly pulled out of her, the sound of Michonne's unhappy groan as he exited her depths making him smile. "Stay here, I'll get it. You want a burger or pizza?"
"Pizza. And bring some water." Rick pulled on his Christmas pajama pants, tossing the shirt to Michonne he leaned over giving her a kiss and a tug of one of her locs.
"I'll be right back."
"Well hey Rick." Shane said with a knowing smile on his face. "Where you been man? We were looking for you."
"Rick, not that I don't appreciate it, but didn't you get a shirt to wear with those pants?" Andrea asked him.
"Michonne's wearing it." He went through the pizza boxes, taking different slices from the different combinations in order to get a whole pizza.
"Where are her pajamas?" Andrea asked. Rick shrugged his shoulders.
"We couldn't find them." He walked to the fridge and grabbed a couple bottles of water.
"Shit man. Why didn't you tell me y'all were hooking up." Shane said picking up a chocolate brownie that was on the counter. Rick fixed him with a look and Shane handed over the brownie to Rick.
"This isn't a hook up Shane. Y'all have a good night." Rick picked up the water and food and started back towards Michonne.
"Hey Rick." Sasha said to him. "Y'all might need this." She walked over to him and handed him two Gatorades. "Can't have you catching a cramp or anything."