Ok, new story. Been whirling around in this head for a few days now, and I've decided to do something about it. No worries, one of the perks of being an insomniac, is you do a lot of writing, so I'm also writing the next chapter for my other story too.
I don't know how many chapters this is gonna be, so enjoy!
A couple months ago, I asked Catherine if it was ok if the 3 of us went on a family vacation somewhere
She was ecstatic when I asked, because she saw it as a step forward in our relationship. We have been together for 4 years, and have been living together for 2 years.
But when I had asked where she wanted to go, she told me anywhere with me would be more than ok. That obviously didn't answer my question, so I asked if I could ask Lindsay where she would like to go. She laughed and said it was ok, but to be warned because Lindsay may choose a place where we would be dishing out a lot of money. I replied back with a "As long as you two are happy, I would be too"
We spent the rest of the morning and afternoon lying in bed, enjoying each other's company
"Cath… we have an hour before we have to pick up Lindsay. But do you mind if I pick her up? Then I can tell her about the vacation and give her the good news that it's her choice?" I ask, running my hand up and down her back
"Of course, honey. That'll give me some more time to start the laundry and get dinner ready before work tonight"
"Great! Is it ok if I take her to the mall?" I ask
"Sara, honey. You don't have to ask me if it's ok for every little thing you wanna do with Lindsay. You help raise her as much as I do. You even help in the discipline area a little bit too. She's as much your daughter as she is mine" Catherine says before giving me a quick kiss then gets out of bed
She has a point, although I hate disciplining Lindsay. Catherine and I have different views on that. She'll ground Lindsay for a week, 2 weeks… she'll take away her TV, her computer time (unless it was for homework, in which case one of us has to sit beside her while she's doing it) take away her cell phone and home phone. Whereas, I much prefer to sit Lindsay down and talk to her about why she did what she did, why she thought it was ok to do it and then I explain to her the reasoning behind the rules. That usually works more in my eyes than taking things away. But I'm more rational then Catherine when she's mad.
"I know… but… ah never mind. I'll call when we're on our way home, OK?"
"Of course. Have fun, but no snacks at the mall. It'll ruin your appetite"
"Oh…. But you know how hungry I get…." I whine
"Well then take an apple to tide you over until then" Catherine replies throwing on a pair of sweats, an old ratty t-shirt and tying her hair back into a ponytail
I lay on the bed, staring at Catherine
"What if I want to eat something else?" I smirk at Catherine in the mirror
"Sara… if we start that, then you'll be late picking up Lindsay" Catherine replies
"Not even a quickie?" I pout
"Not even a quickie, honey"
I sigh and get out of bed throwing on some clothes
"When was the last time we've actually had sex, Cath?" I say, trying not to sound a little hurt by the gazillion-th shoot down
"Um…" Catherine thinks "A few months ago?"
"Exactly! A few months! Not even quickies in those few months. We haven't even had the same days off in God knows how long, and when we manage to have some time alone, all we do is talk. Don't get me wrong, honey…" I say as Catherine shoots me a 'What the fuck are you saying?' look "I like talking, but I'd really like to get some of the intimacy back into this relationship"
I follow Catherine out of our bedroom and into the laundry room. I take a seat on top of the dryer and continue
"It sometimes feels like we're roommates more than girlfriends or even lovers"
Catherine turns around and looks at me
"It's true, Cath. Sometimes I think you're not attracted to me or even in love with me anymore. But you're too nice to say anything so it won't break my heart." I quietly say, looking down at a pile of clothes that Catherine had sorted, to avoid looking at Catherine
Catherine walks up to me and wraps her arms around my waist
"Sara, look at me. Please" she whispers
I look at Catherine then she speaks
"Just because we haven't had sex in a few months doesn't mean that I'm not attracted to you, or in love with you anymore. You, my dear Sara, are very much attractive and don't think that I don't love you anymore, because…" and she brings her mouth to my ear and whispers "Just holding you like this, seeing the insecurities… makes me wet"
I gasp at these words, feeling a heat radiate through my body
"Re…" I cough to clear my suddenly dry throat "Really?"
"Oh yes" then she grabs one of my hands and puts my hand inside her undies so I can feel how wet she is
"God…" I moan, quickly feeling myself getting wetter. I lean in to give Catherine a kiss of a lifetime, but she quickly pulls my hand out and gives me a quick kiss
"You have to pick Lindsay up, hon. You have leave now." She says smiling
"God! You are SO mean!" I say jumping off the dryer
"You sound like Lindsay" Catherine laughs
"Mean. Evil. Pure evilness!" I say "I'll give you a call when we're on our way home. Bye"
I walk out of the laundry room, put on my shoes, grab the keys and leave to pick up Lindsay
So, there's the first chapter... I'm still writing the second. Might be up within the next day or so. Thanks for reading!