A/N: Sorry for the delay, this one is just about finished up. Maybe 1 or 2 more chapters

I have 8000 words in on a long one shot coming up that distracted me - look out for "It's Mutual" in the very near future when you finish reading this one. ;)

Love ~ Tart

There was quite a bit of water on the bathroom floor, Judy wondered how that happened as she smiled and threw down some towels.

Jen was toweling off as Judy came out of the bathroom in her robe. "Are you fucking horny yet?" In very un-Judy-like fashion she was beyond the point of politely veiled pleasantries. She was ready to go to town, and by "town" she meant fuck Jen up with her hands and mouth and just devour every inch of her. She was feeling wild.

Unfortunately, Jen was frowning and looking at her phone. "What's wrong?" Judy's animal lust faded slightly.

"Uh," Jen sighed apologetically, "Christopher texted a few times that Henry's having a hard time with his Holy Harmonizers and wants to come to our room."

Judy loved the little guy, she really did and this trip was about his performance, but bad timing to have a breakdown. She was so close, and they had gotten rid of Karen for the night. Now they had to shift into mom-mode and comfort their little boop.

"Oh, okay, sure. Whatever he needs, poor little guy."

"Let me call and see how he's doing. Maybe I can just talk to him really quick and he'll settle in," Jen flipped her wet hair and pulled on her robe as she lifted her phone to her ear. "Hey, Chris? How's Hen?" There was a pause. "Oh, shoot. Like the time with the bird? Yeah, no, not good. Uh, okay well, bring him down to my room. 504. Yeah, we'll take care of him."

Jen mouthed "sorry" to Judy.

She started to look for her pajamas. Looks like the evening had taken a decidedly unsexy turn.

...

An hour later, pizza delivery was on it's way to the room. Judy, Jen and Henry were all sitting on the bed in their pajamas watching some cartoons and everyone seemed to be feeling better. Judy told herself there would be plenty of opportunities to satisfy Jen now that the flood gates had opened, and tonight just wasn't destined to be the night.

Henry just wasn't used to having so much out of his control. It was too much for him, and Judy thought that Jen could relate all too well. A new environment, new events. It was a lot, but lucky for both of them, Judy was amazing in these types of situations.

She had lots of practice making new residents at the home feel comfortable and get settled. Some of them had lived in their own homes all of their lives and getting used to a new place and a new schedule when they were set in their ways wasn't easy. Jen was just set in her ways or lack of ways sexually and Henry was scared of performing on such a large scale with so many people watching. It did seem like the big leagues.

Two hours later, the pizza (full of meat) had been consumed, and Henry was comforted and feeling more confident. He was sound asleep on Karen's bed, Jen and Judy were yawning and cuddling together on their bed. Jen turned out the light and Judy and was happy to give her a sweet good night kiss. A promise of more to come.

...

The next day

Karen didn't come back to the room at all that night. Things must have went very well with Gregor. Or they were still playing the Battlestar Galactica game. Hell, maybe they had decided to watch the entire series. Judy wasn't sure, but she was happy that Karen was getting herself out there in a big way. No one deserved to be cheated on and have their marriage ended. In that respect, she still felt terrible that Jen had gone through that with the whole Bambi saga.

At least Karen got the benefit of closure on her marriage, confrontation and both sides of the story. Jen hadn't gotten any real closure. Simply the empty feeling of rejection and forever wondering why her now deceased husband would go so far as to lie about Jen being dead. That was so diabolical in Judy's opinion. She could see how that would close Jen off for future intimacy.

She had other things to focus on though. Like the mass of spectators watching the Holy Harmonizers tournament. Today, her mind was clear and focused, which might be due to the fact that she was no longer hung over. Or the mind blowing orgasm she'd had along with a good night of sleep.

Henry's performance was amazing. He really stole the show, though Judy was biased naturally. She couldn't stop the tears from welling up in her eyes as she exchanged looks with Jen at the end. Even Charlie gave him a standing ovation. The beaming look of pride and accomplishment on Henry's face as he finished performing and basked in applause would stick with Judy forever.

After the tournament, they found Karen who couldn't stop rambling about the joys of Gregor much to Jen's chagrin, which Judy found adorable. The group was finished with the regionals and had showed promise for their rookie outing according to Christopher. Judy thought he was being modest. The Holy Harmonizers had nailed it to the cross (bad pun). Chris was already looking forward to next year.

The ride back to Laguna was uneventful. There was more room in Karen's vehicle as Chris sent another parent home with the costumes, and Jen and Judy at least had a little room in the back seat so they didn't have to literally stack on top of each other, though they held hands and butted up as was their custom. They stopped for ice cream (Henry's choice) and had great laughs as he excitedly recounted his favorite moments from the performance.

However, when they got home everyone went there separate ways. Jen had emails to catch up on for work. Henry needed to nap after the adrenaline plus sugar rush and subsequent crash and Charlie had apparently been up all night hanging out with the teenagers he met. Plus, boys his age tend to sleep a lot (and don't like to shower) Judy had learned through the joys of co-parenting.

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Much later that night, Judy was doing laundry. She'd taken on the domestic task for the whole household and found she quite enjoyed sorting the whole family's clothes along with hers. Most of her kimono robes were dry clean only as were a lot of Jen's work blazers, but there was something about washing her panties along with Jen's, Charlie's Under Armour boxer briefs and Henry's little Spiderman themed underpants that made her really feel like part of the family. It was weird, but it really was the little things.

Her phone buzzed with a text. Instinctively, she knew it was from Jen. It wasn't uncommon for them to text each other even when they were in the same house: little reminders or a request asking to bring snacks or wine to whatever room they were in if one of them was in the kitchen.

The women would frequently send messages to one another throughout the day. Judy of course sent "checking in" messages more than necessary followed by little hearts and smiles, she was lucky when Jen replied with eye roll emojis and now sometimes little kissy lips that she knew Jen would probably never do for anyone else. It made Judy grin like a lovesick fool.

Judy finished adding detergent and turned on the washing machine. Then she took her phone out of her pocket and did a double take when she saw the text that Jen sent her:

Come upstairs, I can't wait anymore. eggplant