Carol's smile grows as she locks eyes with Therese. Her sweet, darling Therese. She came, she came to the Oak Room. "She is really here," Carol thinks, and a sweet smile is plastered on her beautiful face. She tries to keep somewhat of a straight face, but it's proving difficult as her dream girl, the only love of her life is standing in front of her, looking so very fine.
"Therese, dear. I'm so glad you could make it." Carol gets up from her seat, flagging down a waiter as she approaches Therese. She requests a chair to be placed next to hers for the new guest, before making her way over to the younger woman still standing there.
Therese can't wipe the grin of her face even if it could save the world. She had a tiny bit of doubt while sitting in the cab that was taking her to the Oak Room. But then, once she saw her beautiful Carol sitting at a table with a smile on her face, she was a goner. She couldn't leave her, she needs Carol, the love of her life and the only one she wants to spend the rest of her life with. Carol presses two kisses, one to each cheek and smiles sweetly.
"Yes, the party wasn't very entertaining, so I decided to join you for dinner. I'm not too late am I?"
"We're in the middle of our main course, but I'm sure you'll be able to order something to eat as well."
Therese only smiles in response. She runs a light hand down the blonde's arm before Carol turns around and walks back to the table and sits down. Therese follows suit, and smiles kindly to the rest of the people sitting at the table.
"Everyone, this is Therese, a very dear friend of mine. Therese, darling, this is Fred, my lawyer. And this is Philip, one of my future clients and his wife, Martha."
"Pleased to meet you."
"Yes, very nice indeed. If I may ask, how did you meet Carol?"
Therese freaks out internally as she realizes that she can't very well tell them the story of their first meeting at Frankenberg's, the road trip and all that. She looks at Carol, but only sees a soft smile on the older woman's face. She sees the message in Carol's eyes: "it's okay, we can tell them. They know about us, and they won't judge."
"Oh it's a long story."
"We have plenty of time, haven't we Carol?" Carol hums in response as she looks at Fred sitting next to her beautiful angel. She smiles as she locks eyes with Therese and hears her tell their tale all over again. The first meeting at Frankenberg's as they locked eyes across the room, the lunch date, the visit at Carol's house and meeting Rindy, then the road trip … She effortlessly told them about falling in love with all sides of Carol as she saw them during their time together.
She falls silent though as she comes to the point in the story when the private detective and Carol's leaving. Carol notices the smile on the younger woman's face fall away and frowns as well. She hates that Therese, her sweet angel was hurt because of her actions. She can only hope that Therese will forgive her at one point in time. The fact that Therese is here though, it gives her a sliver of hope for their future, together.
Thankfully, the waiter makes an appearance just in that moment, coming to take Therese's order. They thank him, and silence falls over the group as he disappears back to the kitchen to place the order. It lasts a few minutes, until Fred starts telling a story to break it. They all breathe a silent breath of relief, happy that the conversation seems to be going just fine.
The rest of the evening goes pleasantly. Carol and Therese try to link their hands as much as possible under the table, knowing that their company doesn't mind one bit. They try not to be too obvious, for the sake of the other people in the Oak Room. They pass on dessert, finishing the evening with a smoke and some alcohol. Carol and Therese's company say goodbye to them and leave them standing together on the sidewalk.
Words are not needed; instead they face each other and both take one step forward; into an embrace. Carol wraps her arms around Therese's waist, and the brunette throws her arms into blonde hair. Their embrace is very intense, but seems like a normal one between two women for people who do not know their history. It lasts a few minutes, and the older woman has tears building up in her beautiful blue eyes. Therese lifts her hand to wipe them away as they fall, but realizes they're on the street so she can't. She drops it, instead squeezing Carol's hand very briefly.
"Let's go home, Carol." Carol looks up and smiles. It's clear in the tone of the younger woman's voice what she means: the apartment on Madison Avenue.
"You mean …"
"Yes, I'll come live with you Carol. I want nothing more," Therese whispers. They can't speak up too loud, as people will judge and talk about them if they find out.
"Oh, Therese …" Therese cuts her off by stepping into her arms again and wrapping her own around the blonde's waist. She nuzzles into Carol's beautiful neck and presses a quick kiss to it before pulling back. She smiles sincerely and lifts her hand to hail a cab. Carol smiles back and opens the door of the cab for the love of her life. On the outside, she looks quite calm (something she learned during her marriage with Harge), but on the inside she is screaming. She can hardly believe that Therese is actually here and getting into a cab with her. It's what she has been dreaming about for months now, and it feels quite unreal.
"You coming Carol?" Therese calls from inside the taxi. Carol shakes her head to snap out of her thoughts and takes a seat next to Therese and closes the door. She gives the driver her address and smiles back at her love sitting next to her. It's quite dark outside and in the backseat, so there's no problem for them to hold hands on the seat.
"I love this place Carol." Therese turns to look at Carol in the doorway. Carol decided to stay back a little, and let her lover take in the apartment in its entirety. She smiles up at the beautiful woman on the other side and walks up to her. Therese goes to meet her in the middle. They don't stop when they're a few inches apart, instead they walk straight into an intense embrace. Tears are falling, and Therese presses her mouth against Carol's neck, kissing it softly over and over again. Carol sighs, relieved that the love of her life is finally in her arms again.
"Thank you for giving me a home, sweetheart." Therese hears Carol's whispered words but is a bit confused. Carol has been living here for the past few months, so this was her home before Therese came in. She pulls back from the embrace and looks into Carol's eyes. She nearly gasps as she sees the pure love shining through. As if Carol can read her mind, she continues.
"I know I've had this apartment for a few months now, but it became a home when you walked through the front door Therese. You're my home. I love you." Therese feels tears build up in the corners of her eyes, and she simply kisses Carol in response. It's soft, slow but intense. It conveys everything words cannot. The connection between them was something that only very rarely happens to people, and they know they're very lucky.
As the kiss comes to a natural end, they both have smiles on their faces. Carol takes Therese's hand and leads her into the bedroom. Their bedroom. Therese feels a sliver of nerves running through her body, but the hand on the small of her back brings her back. She knows that nothing can ever happen while she's in this room, this is their room. She smiles at Carol, her dimples on show, before pulling her into a searing kiss.
They both undress the other, and Carol lays Therese down on the bed. She straddles the younger girl's thighs, and leans down to kiss the brunette. She takes her time exploring Therese's mouth all over again. The meeting of their tongues creates a beautiful dance, and their moans sound like music filling the room.
Once they run out of breath, the blonde immediately moves her mouth to Therese's jaw, neck and collarbone. Knowing that they have the entire weekend to discover each other again, she leaves little marks along the brunette's collarbones. They'll be gone by Monday morning, but she can't help herself. Therese moans softly above her and she loves the fact that the brunette is so vocal, like that very first time in Waterloo.
Carol continues to explore every part of Therese's body, paying special attention to her beautiful breasts. She has a thing for breasts, especially her lover's. She goes on until Therese is constantly moaning and writhing beneath her. Therese begs her for more. The lace is clear in her voice, and Carol can't help but grant her this wish.
Carol pushes open Therese's legs, and gasps at the wetness she finds between her thighs. Therese is very much ready for her touch and mouth. She wastes no time and softly licks up Therese's slit, gathering all the wetness on her tongue. She missed this so much. The sweet, tangy taste that is so uniquely Therese. She moans out as she tastes the slightly familiar juices. She licks up a few times before focusing on the brunette's swollen clit. It's pulsing with need and completely uncovered. She sucks it into her mouth and hears Therese's breathy moan escaping her lips.
"Oh God, Carol …"
She brings up two fingers and runs them through Therese's wet pussy before slowly pushing them into her opening. Therese pushes her hips up, but Carol pins them back down with her other hand on her stomach. She feels every twitch in the brunette's abdomen, and continues to work her over until the younger girl tenses up and arches her back. Therese cums loudly, moaning out Carol's name as though it's a prayer. Her head is thrown back, and Carol looks up as she comes down from the intense orgasm.
She pulls out her fingers, and hears Therese's whimper. She kisses the brunette's clit once more before kissing her way back up her body. Therese is exhausted, one intense orgasm like only Carol can give her, and the stress of the evening causes her to yawn.
"Are you tired, darling? We can go to sleep if you want."
"I still want to please you Carol."
"We have the entire weekend to explore each other dear. Let's go to sleep, it's been an exhausting day for the both of us."
"Okay."
"Goodnight, Therese."
"Goodnight Carol. I love you."
"I love you too, my angel."
They cuddle up under the covers, and fall asleep very quickly.
