Stefanie Adams Foster's a track and field sprinter for the U.S.A. who competes in the 100 and 200 meters dash. Stef is considered one of the fastest women to compete in the Olympic Games. Coach Greene sent Stef home to heal for six to eight weeks after she injured herself during conditioning with a grade three groin strain. This particular injury caused her severe pain doing almost any type of movement which drove her completely nuts. She lives in her Mediterranean Mansion in San Diego, California with her beautiful wife, Dr. Lena Adams Foster and their six wonderful children. It was a normal night at the Adams Foster residence, the kids had gone to sleep as well as Stef and Lena. Stef's a rough sleeper, it's almost as if she completely disregards the fact that her wife also sleeps in the bed with her. Stef started tossing and turning in the bed and ended up smacking Lena in the mouth with her forearm.
"OW!" She squealed, removing her wife's arm from her face. Stef rolled back over to her side of the bed as if nothing happened. Lena turned over as well and drifted back off to sleep. Five minutes later, Stef ended up rolling back over to Lena's side of the bed smacking her in the mouth again, opened handed. "Damn it, Stef!" Lena yelled, her patience growing thin with the older woman. When Lena managed to fall asleep, it wasn't even three minutes before Stef rolled over for a third time ending halfway on top of her. The poor sleeping was irritating her soul at this point. Lena sat up and rolled her eyes. "Okay, that's enough of this!" She said to herself as she used her long legs to push Stef out of the bed along with the comforter and sheets. Now that's more like it! She thought when Stef hit the floor and immediately woke up dazed and confused.
"How did I…why am I…" She started, then looked up at Lena who had her back facing her. "Lena did you kick me out of the bed?!" She asked still in a state of shock.
"It was and accident, honey." Lena lied, her eyes still closed.
"I had a dream that I wasn't going to get to run in the Olympics this year, it was terrible!" She said still sitting on the floor looking around the dark room.
Lena sighed. "It's only been 3 weeks, you're not dying, Stef! Give your body time to heal honey!" She said turning over to go back asleep.
Stef climbed back into bed and took her wife in. She was wearing a light pink sleeping set made of silk material that hugged her body in all the right places. Stef was no longer sleepy anymore, she was horny and wanted Lena right then and there. Stef pulled the covers over them and wrapped her arm around Lena's waist slowly lifting her shirt up exposing the soft skin that she loved and absolutely could not get enough of. She began to lay soft, wet kisses along Lena's neck. "Lena?" She said in almost a whisper. Lena didn't move so Stef decided to grab her right breast and give it a gentle squeeze while sucking on her neck giving her hickey's knowing good and well she'd receive hell for it in the morning, but she didn't care, she was horny.
"Babyyy?" Stef said while shaking Lena to try and wake her up.
"Hmm.." She replied without opening her eyes.
Stef sighed. "Babe I really need for you to wake up, I'm hornyyy." She pleaded, touching Lena's hip.
"Mmhm.." Lena muttered. She was still very sleepy and could not for the life of her figure out why the hell her wife was trying to wake her up knowing that she had to be up in a few hours for work.
Stef was persistent, she did not give up on trying to make love to her wife. She snaked her arm around Lena's waist and began sucking on her neck again, leaving more hickeys. Lena opened her eyes.
"STEFANIE MARIE ADAMS FOSTER, CUT IT OUT!"
"Nooo, I need you love!" Stef Replied, pouting like a three year old.
Lena sighed. "Need me to do what exactly?" She asked, still half asleep.
"Sit on my face!" Stef said biting her lip hoping that would excite her wife.
Lena reached over and grabbed her cell phone off of the nightstand to check the time, it read 3:45 AM.
"No ma'am, It's almost 4 in the morning Stef! Stop touching me, relax and get a good night's sleep." She said in serious tone.
"How can a woman relax when her wife is half dressed and wearing silk?" Stef asked.
Lena didn't say a word, yet Stef still wasn't taking no for an answer. She rolled Lena over and pounced on her like a junk yard dog and started laying hot, wet kisses all over her face to try and wake her up completely. "Lenaaa, please wake up love!"
Lena took a deep breath in order to keep calm because she was very close to hurting her wife's feelings. She finally gave in.
"I'm up, Stef! I'm up!" She said looking into her wife's eyes, who's still on top of her. "What is with you tonight?"
"I want you." Stef smirked as she rolled over pulling Lena on top of her. The brunettes curls fell onto Stef's face and she pushed them out of the way. Lena kissed Stef softly on the lips.
"I can see that, but I'm so tired baby, can we pick this up later tonight?" She asked trying to roll off of Stef who in return held her tighter not wanting her to move.
"Noooo!" Stef continued to pout, her hands finding Lena's pert ass.
"Stef.." Lena said sternly, raising her eyebrow. " unlike you..I have to be up for work shortly."
With that Stef loosened her grip on the woman. "Fine." She said with disappointment and rolled her eyes.
At this point Lena knew that she was very upset. "Stef I.." She started.
Stef threw her hand up to stop her wife from giving her another excuse. "Don't worry about it, It's whatever!"
Lena just shook her head and with that they both drifted back off to sleep.
The next morning Lena woke up before Stef to take a hot shower to get ready for work and prepare breakfast for her family. Once out of the shower she looked in the mirror at her neck noticing that her wife truly lost her mind last night. "I'm going to kill her!"She said before putting her clothes on. After she managed to find a thin scarf to cover her love bites, she headed downstairs to start breakfast. Shortly after Lena left Stef woke up to the smell of breakfast, coffee, and her kids laughter. She got up, showered, and put on one of her fitted Nike hoodies with the matching leggings and shoes. Being that she's sponsored by the brand, her family also gets to receive free nike apparel which they love. Walking in the kitchen, she found her wife and children all talking and laughing, just enjoying being in one another's presence. Three-year-old Frankie ran and wrapped her little arms around Stef's leg causing the blonde some discomfort. Frankie was the spitting image of her wife, all the way from her olive skin tone to the mass of curly hair that Lena now has in two French braids. Frankie was hands down the greatest gift her wife could have ever given her. After admiring her daughter for a few seconds, she picked her up and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Well good morning, everyone seems to be in a rather good mood." Stef stated with a smile.
All of the kids smiled as their mother walked around the table giving each of them a kiss, but deliberately walking past her wife as if she wasn't there. Lena was taken aback by the cold shoulder Stef was giving her.
"Juice mommy, I want juice!" Frankie shouted excitedly whilst bouncing up and down in Stef's arms.
"Okay, okay, love. There's no need to yell." Stef said reaching into the fridge to grab the toddlers sippy cup.
Frankie took the cup from her mother's hand and Stef put her down to her feet. "Thank you mommy!" She said running out of the kitchen to go finish watching cartoons. Stef smiled, but it quickly faded when she turned around from the fridge coming face to face with Lena who placed her hands on her hips knowing right away that something was wrong.
"What is wrong with you this morning?" Lena asked, her hands still on her wife's hip as she watched her stare aimlessly at the floor. Lena cupped Stef's face so that she could look her in the eyes. "Well..." she pressed, searching for some sort of an answer.
"Nothing." Stef said dryly. She removed Lena's hands from her hips and walked over to the counter to pour a cup of coffee. Lena followed.
"If it's nothing, why are you giving me the cold shoulder instead of a good morning kiss?" Her voice full of concern.
"You didn't want any of my kisses about three hours ago so you don't need one now." Stef said taking a sip of her coffee walking away.
"Really Stef?" Lena said throwing both arms up in disbelief. "Are you really going to be this petty right now?"
Callie looked up from her plate when she heard her mothers arguing, her siblings on the other hand were so engrossed in talking about what activities they wanted to engage in after school that they didn't even notice.
"Lena, just forget it okay!" Stef yelled, getting angry.
All of the kids stopped talking and the kitchen was so quiet that you could hear a pen drop.
Not wanting to lose her temper as well, she began to count from 5 backwards. "Stef, can I talk to you upstairs?"
Stef looked her wife dead in the eyes. "No..." She said walking out of the kitchen to leave the house for physical therapy.
"Stef..." Lena said calmly. "Please?" She pleaded. Stef stopped in the doorway but didn't turn around.
"Yeah, Lena." She said leaving the kitchen to head upstairs.
Lena turned to her oldest Callie who's fourteen years old. "Hey Cal, can you make sure you and your siblings get on the school bus this morning? I need to go talk to mommy."
Callie rolled her eyes and nodded. "Yeah, I'll make sure we get there." She said never looking up from her cell phone.
"Excuse me?" Lena said raising an eyebrow.
"What I meant to say was 'yes ma'am, I'll make sure we get there.' " She corrected quickly with a smile.
Lena smiled. "As I thought, thank you my love!" She said kissing the child's forehead before starting her ascend up the stairs. Lena didn't play when it came to her children saying 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am'.
Lena walked into the massive bedroom that she and the blonde shared to see her sitting at the foot of it. Lena could tell that she was very irritated because whenever Stef is horny and Lena doesn't give it up, or she loses a big track meet, she becomes the crankiest woman alive. She walked over to her wife and pushed her legs a part so that she could stand between them. Stef looked up.
"What do you want, Lena? I have to go to therapy." She said.
"Honey, I'm sorry that I couldn't make love to you last night okay? I was really exhausted and not in the mood to be honest." Lena said hoping that her wife would understand. As an Orthopedic surgeon, Lena worked long irregular hours and often had to take emergency calls in the middle of the night.
"It's fine." She replied, still annoyed with her. Stef placed her hands on Lena's hips to move her out of the way. As she tried to get up, Lena made her sit back down.
"Lena, I have to go."
"So do I." Lena bit back, folding her arms across her chest.
"Then move." Stef said with an attitude.
"Stef, stop acting like a damn child! It's really starting to irk me! I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry!"
Lena bent down and kissed her wife, who tried to pull away but Lena wasn't having it. She hated when they were not on good terms. Stef finally gave into the kiss turning it passionate quickly, her hands found her wife's ass and started rubbing it through the black, tight fitting Versace dress that drove her crazy. Stef slid both hands underneath Lena's dress finding her soft ass again, giving both cheeks a squeeze this time eliciting a moan from her curly haired Goddess. Not wanting to move from the spot in between Stef's legs, Lena crashed her lips into her wife's for another passionate kiss. Just as Stef grazed Lena's wet center with her fingers, Frankie ran upstairs and stood in the doorway.
"Mommy, what are you doing to mama?" She asked tilting her head to the side.
Stef grunted and removed her hands and rested her head on Lena's lower stomach hating that the moment was over. Lena cupped Stef's face forcing her to look up, "I'm sorry." She mouthed as she watched her wife rest her head back on her stomach.
"Trying to get some!" She replied, her voice muffled as she grabbed a handful of Lena's ass.
Lena pulled away from Stef and raised an eyebrow at her woman to letting her know that she needed to bring it down a couple notches. Frankie ran and jumped into her mother's lap and began to play with the drawstrings on her hoodie. "Get some of what?" She asked innocently, looking up at her mother with those big hazel eyes.
"Something sweet from mama." Stef said looking at her wife with a smirk on her face.
"Stef..." Lena warned again.
"Ooh, can I get something sweet from mama too?" Frankie asked looking from Stef to Lena.
Lena shook her head at Stef and walked over to pick up Frankie. She kissed her on her cheeks numerous times making the little curly haired girl giggle. "There, you got some of mama's sweet kisses!"
Stef smiled at the interaction between her wife and baby. "Okay my loves, I have to go to P.T."
"Nooo mommy!" Frankie began to whine. "Don't go!"
Since the day Lena brought Frankie into the world, Stef and her have been inseparable. Although she could've let her moms have a few extra minutes of alone time, she wouldn't trade her for the world. "I have to baby, it's the only way mommy's gonna get better." She said helping Frankie straddle her lap. "I'll be home later this afternoon, okay?"
Frankie grabbed each side of her mother's face and nodded. "Otay." She said sadly. "I love you mommy!"
"and mommy loves you, baby!" Stef said giving her daughter a big hug and kiss on the nose.
Frankie continued to wrap her tiny arms around Stef's neck, hoping that she wouldn't leave.
"Okay baby, get down mommy has to go bye bye now."
Stef stood up and kissed her wife. " Alright love, I'll see you later. I love you."
"I love you too." She smiled, walking out of the room.
Orem Dry Cleaners
Before Stef went to therapy, she stopped by the dry cleaners. She walked into what seemed like a party from the sound of music blasting. Behind the counter was a tall young man of average build with brown hair sporting khakis and a green oxford shirt.
"Dude, where were you last night man?" The young man said into the phone not noticing Stef was standing at the counter. "Speak up. I can't hear you!" He yelled.
"Turn the radio down, I bet you can hear him." Stef shouted over the loud music.
"I got to go, I got some old lady waiting." He said placing the phone back on the hook.
Stef took her glasses off and wiped them clean with hem of her hoodie so that she could 'see' just who he thought he was talking to because she knew it wasn't her.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Yes. Pick up for Stefanie Adams Foster."
"Yes ma'am, let me go get that for you right away!" He said with with such enthusiasm. Stef nodded while looking around the place.
The young man returned with Stef's uniform in a box and handed it over to her. "Cleaned, pressed, and preserved in a box. That'll be one-hundred and fifty dollars Mrs. Adams Foster." He said with a smile.
Stef took the box and read the note on it before turning it around for him to read.
"Sorry, but the stain on this garment would not come out." He read aloud.
Stef looked at him and started nodding her head waiting for further information. He looked up at her. "It means I couldn't get the stain out." He said matter-of-factly.
"Yes I understand that, but I want to know why you couldn't get the stain out?" She asked politely.
"I don't know." He replied clueless as he looked.
"Well, who does know?" Stef said, continuing to press for more information.
He stood up straight. "Well, I'm just guessing here, but probably the person who wrote the note."
Stef sighed. "Who cleans the clothes?" She asked becoming slightly annoyed. "Is there anybody here who cleans the clothes? Who are the people?"
The young man shook his head and shrugged. "I've never met the people who clean the clothes."
"Is there anybody back there?" She said looking to the back of the store. "Anybody in the store except you?"
"No, no." He shook his head. "Just me."
"So you're here by yourself and you know absolutely nothing?" She asked the derpy teen.
"Yeah." He replied confidently.
Stef took the uniform out of the box so that the both of them could get a better look at it. "Now let me get this straight, I brought my uniform in here and you cleaned the clean part and you left the stain." She said, but the child just stood there looking like a bump on a log nodding his head agreeing with her. Stef continued. "And then you charged me for it and gave the uniform back to me dirty."
"No, no, not dirty." He said gesturing one finger. "Stained."
Stef looked at him through squinted eyes trying to process this. "Ok, so let me get something else straight. From now on, for maximum results, before I bring something in, I look it over and I clean the stains myself..."
"Uh-huh" He agreed.
Stef continued. "When the stain's all out, I bring it to you and you'll clean it for me."
"That's right." He said confidently.
Stef smiled when she realized this was a lost cause. "I'm sorry, I apologize. I really had it all confused, I didn't know how it worked." She said extending her hand out to shake his which he readily accepted.
"Don't worry about it ma'am." He said smiling and without hesitation Stef paid and left for physical therapy.