Ok. I'm so sorry this update took a little bit longer. The chapter is rather long to make up for it though. It's a bit more vivid than previous chapters, but not too bad. I like it, and I hope you all do too!
WITH JOANNE, IT'S AMAZING
(Maureen POV)
It's been quite a while since the whole nurse-flirting fiasco, and things have been great. Both Joanne and I have made it a point to work on our weaknesses; me with my minimal flirting and her with her minor jealousy. Things are working out great. We've both become more open with PDA's, which we weren't really lacking in before. But it's different now. Before it was almost like proving to ourselves that we were ok with our sexuality because we could hold hands in public. Now, we kiss, hug, whatever, because we truly love each other and want the world to know. Besides, everyone else does those things, so us both being women shouldn't be anyone's business.
Surprisingly enough, however, Joanne has a tendency to get a little carried away at times. She likes to stand behind me and kiss my neck because she knows exactly the effect it has on me. One time, we were standing in line at the supermarket surrounded by a little boy with his mom, and an elderly lady, who obviously did not approve of us. Anyway, I had just finished placing all of our groceries on the counter and was standing there playing peek-a-boo with the boy, when Joanne decided to do some playing the grown-up way. She wrapped her arms tightly around my waist and started kissing my neck. I, of course, placed my hands over hers and tilted my head to the side to allow her better access. She slowly moved her hands to my stomach and pulled me back into her, while pushing her hips forward to meet my ass. She very quietly moaned at the sudden forceful contact. It wasn't really that part that I minded, though. It was more when her right hand moved to cup my jean-clad mound and she licked up my neck to my ear, that I started to panic. I, somehow, managed to turn in her arms so I was facing her. I gave her a quick peck on the lips and mouthed "later" to her. The elderly woman behind us actually went to another line at the sight of two women kissing. Heaven forbid. When I turned back around, the little boy was just smiling at us. Joanne had loosely wrapped her arms around me again and was resting her chin on my shoulder. That little boy made me melt right then because he tugged on his mom's shirtsleeve to get her attention.
"Mommy," he said. She looked at him. He then pointed at us with his tiny hand and said, "Pretty." His mom looked up at us and smiled, tussling his hair. We just smiled back at the two of them.
We took the groceries back to Joanne's place talking about the little boy the entire way. When we got there, however, the boy and the groceries were instantly forgotten, as our passion from before returned with a vengeance. Let's just say that, now, among many other things, Joanne's table is broken in.
Anyway, enough talk about our sex-capades for now. I'm going to sneak over to Joanne's office during my break from work today and have lunch with her. I don't get to do that often enough.
I went into the back of the bookstore so I could clock out when Barry approached me. He's a new assistant manager that was hired two weeks ago. As soon as he started work, he was badgering me to go out with him. I've told him no on countless occasions but he won't lay off. I've even told him that gay and have a girlfriend, but he still doesn't listen.
"Hi Barry," I said politely when he walked up.
"Hey Maureen. Do you want to go to lunch with me?" he asked.
"I can't. I'm going to go have lunch with my girlfriend."
"Come on, Maureen. Give me a chance," he said, grabbing my wrist.
"Barry, I said no. I'm gay. Even if I didn't have a girlfriend, I wouldn't go out with you. Now let me go." I tried to get free but he only held me tighter.
"I could change that, you know," he said, pushing me up against the wall and kissing my neck roughly. I leaned back and bashed my forehead against his, which finally stopped him. He backed away with his hands on his head.
"Fuck you, Maureen."
I quickly left the room and all but ran to Joanne's office, stopping for food on the way. Once out of the elevator, I walked quickly to the door marked 'Joanne Jefferson,' and knocked. It sounded like she was on the phone so I waited patiently for her to allow me in.
"Come in," I heard her say, sounding distracted. I stepped into her office and shut the door without looking at her. When I finally made eye contact with her, I immediately began to cry.
"Mr. Morris, I'll have to call you back," she said banging up the phone and walking over to me, crossing the office in three strides. I set the food on the couch as she pulled me into a tight, loving hug. I cried on her shoulder and she held me tighter with each sob. She ran her hands along my back and in my hair comfortingly. When she felt me start to calm down, she pulled away from me a bit, looked at me and wiped away my tears with her soft thumbs.
"I'm sorry about your shirt," I said, brushing off her shoulder, trying to make the tears and mascara disappear. She just smiled then looked concerned.
"It's ok. What's wrong, baby? Why were you crying?" She pulled me over to the couch and we sat down, her holding me close, like a little kid.
"Well, it's the guy at my work," I said hesitantly. I quickly regretted how I said it, because I felt her stiffen. "I didn't do anything, Joanne. I want you to know that. It was all him." I instantly felt her relax.
"What happened?" She started to softly stroke my hair.
"He, um…well for the past two weeks he's been constantly asking me out. I've told him tons of times that I'm gay and I have the most amazing girlfriend in the world. I even told him that even if, IF, I was single, I still wouldn't go out with him." Joanne just held me closer, urging me to continue. "Today, I went to clock out and he cornered me. When I told him I wouldn't have lunch with him, he grabbed my wrist. And when I told him I'm gay, he said, 'I can change that.'" I stopped talking because I was crying again. Joanne kissed me reassuringly and I continued. "Then he, um, he…" I cleared my throat. "He pushed me up against the wall and kissed my neck. He started touching me, but I smacked his head and ran." I was crying again, and Joanne just rocked me until my sobs slowed and finally stopped. She pulled away a little and fixed my makeup, wiping the tears and mascara streaks from my cheeks.
"Maureen, listen to me. Everything is going to be ok. I promise. I'll do anything I can. But, tell me, did he hurt you?" She looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"Not really. I mean, my wrists might be bruised, but I'm ok." I was shaking, so Joanne held me tighter. "Jo, I don't know what I'm going to do. I love my job, but I don't know if I can keep working with that slime ball. I have seniority, but I don't know if they'll believe me over him." I looked her in the eyes, feeling vulnerable and scared.
"Baby, I know how much you love your job. I completely understand that. We can take legal action if you want. I'm not sure how far we'd get. But maybe the best thing to do here is just quit." She was a bit hesitant when she said that last part.
"I know you're right, honey, but I don't know. I love my job. I'm good at it. I'm scared of him, though. If hitting hadn't worked, I don't know if I could have stopped him. I'm scared of how far he may go. I don't know what he may do to me, or if he may go as far as to hurt you. I could never live with myself knowing I got you hurt. But protesting doesn't provide a check. If I quit, I'll have no money for rent." I bowed my head.
"So move in with me," Joanne said nonchalantly. My head shot up in shock. I just stuttered unintelligently.
"Jo, but…are you sure? Oh my God!" I was thrilled. "Baby, are you positive?"
"Maureen, I love you more than anything, and I would love for you to move in with me. Not only would I get to see you whenever I want, you'd also be safe." She was smiling and I knew she was being sincere. I hugged her as tightly as possible trying to show her how grateful I was. "So, are you going to go back to work today or what?" she asked me, still hugging me tightly.
"Um, I think I'm going back just to tell them I'm quitting, but I'm not going to finish my shift. I can't just leave them high and dry though." I smiled at her.
"Would you like me to go with you? We can go right now if you want. I can take the rest of the day off and since it's Friday, we can move you in this weekend. Sound good?" She smiled at me and squeezed my hand.
"Joanne, you are so amazing. I love you so much." I kissed her sweetly.
"I love you too, baby. Just let me get my stuff together and we can go." She stood and walked over to her desk, straightening some papers and placing them in her briefcase. She walked back over to me and kissed me passionately, pushing me up against the closed door. We finally pulled apart for air after much groping and fondling, and walked out the door, completely forgetting the food.
(Joanne POV)
We walked all the way to the bookstore hand in hand, discussing what all of hers to put in our apartment.
When we got to the bookstore, Maureen froze just outside the door. I immediately turned her to face me and pulled her into a deep kiss. I leaned back from the kiss so I could look her in the eyes.
"Honeybear, I'm right here, ok? I'll be with you the entire time. He's not going to hurt you, or me I promise. All you have to do is go in there and say you quit because of problems with a co-worker. That's it. I won't leave your side, ok? I swear. When you're done we can go to lunch or home or whatever you want." I hugged her tightly and kissed her neck, before pulling away and leading her into the store.
We walked into the store holding hands, looking for her boss. She said he was probably in the backroom, so we headed in that direction. Suddenly, Maureen stopped dead in her tracks. I glanced up and noticed Maureen was staring at a man behind a counter, and was beginning to shake. I leaned over to her so my lips were right by her ear.
"I love you, baby. I'm right here." I squeezed her hand and felt her relax. We continued on our way back to her boss.
Her boss, being a woman, was completely understanding of the whole situation. She asked Maureen to stay, but understood when she turned down the offer. I'm so proud of her. She has overcome another demon in her life and I'm so glad I was by her side.
We were headed back out of the store and the man from behind the counter, obviously Barry, confronted her yet again. Good Lord, does this prick not get the message that she's taken? Maybe he needs proof. As he was walking up to Maureen, I stepped behind her, wrapped my arms possessively around her waist, and started kissing her neck.
"Who's this, Maureen?" he asked rudely. "Did you go out and hire someone to be your girlfriend to prove a point?" He smiled at his degrading comment. He pissed me off so bad, I was afraid I'd castrate him right there I few didn't leave soon. Before Maureen could even respond, I piped in.
"Fuck you! Do you really have nothing better to do with your life than assault women?" I was pissed, and when he didn't respond I added, "Well, then you don't belong behind a counter, you belong behind bars!" With that, I grabbed Maureen's hand and led her out to the store, praying we would never have to return.
Neither one of us were really hungry after the huge scene I had just created, so we just went to Maureen's place to start packing her things. We went through old photo albums and tried on various articles of clothing for hours. Maureen had pulled something black and shiny from her closet and with a wicked laugh, retreated into the bathroom. I sat on her bed bewildered. Maureen reentered her bedroom donning a very tight cat suit; black leather from head to toe. I swear to God my heart stopped. She was gorgeous. Her long curly hair was sporting cute cat ears, her lips were painted crimson; her color. Every perfect curve of her body: her breasts, her hips, her ass her thighs, were all accentuated beautifully by the leather. She was wearing black, knee length boots that hugged her calves tightly. She was smiling wickedly and walking towards me, moves of a panther, eyes of a predator. How did I get so lucky? She's the most perfect creature on this earth and she's all mine. I decided then to show her my appreciation.
Earlier, the food had been forgotten. Turns out, we at each other for lunch…and dinner!
(Maureen POV)
I love my cat suit. It was the first thing I bought with my first paycheck from the bookstore. Apparently, Joanne loves it too, judging by the priceless look on her face. She looks like she could devour me right then and there. I hope she does eat me! I thought to myself, smiling wickedly. Sex with Joanne is amazing. She's so passionate about everything. Every kiss, every move, every lick is filled with love. She's the most amazing lover I've ever had, and I can only hope I'm even have as good as she is.
I was walking toward her slowly, almost teasingly, just watching her. She started to fidget, not able to hold still at all. She was grasping the bed comforter as if it would help, which it obviously didn't. I liked my lips slowly and before I knew what was happening, she was kissing me. I didn't even realize she stood up. She was wild, placing her hands on my ass and pulling me closer to her. I deepened the kiss, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I wanted to become part of her; if only that was possible. She got my cat suit off in record time. I didn't even know it was gone. I slid Joanne's jacket off her shoulders, slowing our pace drastically. Reaching out, I grabbed a hold of her tie and pulled her to me, our lips mere inches apart. Just looking at Joanne's half-lidded, passion-filled eyes, turned me on. Her deep brown eyes are like a window into her soul. She shows every emotion without even realizing it. Pain, anger, bliss, ecstasy, happiness, rage, sadness are all sown in these near-black pools. Not able to stand the anticipation any longer, I kissed her as if my life depended on it. Her hands were pulling me to her, leaving me little room to work. I loosened her tie and pulled it over her head, loathing the mere seconds our lips lost contact. I began to kiss from her jaw down her neck, to her pulse point, licking it sexily. Slowly, I unbuttoned her white shirt, kissing and licking the newly exposed skin. I slid the shirt off her shoulders and quickly knelt in front of her so I could remove her pants. Unbuttoning them, I hooked my fingers in the belt loops and slowly pulled them down, and helped her out of them. I slowly slid my palms from her knees up her thighs, and traced my fingers over her black thong. Looking up into her eyes, I leaned into her and removed her last remaining article of clothing with my teeth. I placed my hands on her hips and she laced her fingers through my hair. Leaning in, I kissed, licked, and gently bit the area right below her belly button. Judging by her moans and grinding motions, I'm guessing she liked it.
Still on my knees, I pushed Joanne onto my bed, braced on her elbows with her legs, slightly spread, dangling over the edge. I wrapped my arms under her legs and gently blew on her center. She moaned rather loudly at the sudden rush of cold air. I leaned in and licked, tasting her. It was a slow, tantalizing lick. She tastes so good. Rubbing her thighs, my mouth alternated between licking, sucking, biting, and entering her; all the things I knew would bring her the most pleasure. Joanne had grabbed the comforter and was moving and moaning wildly. I had managed to bring her to her climax, but I kept going, wanting her to come once more.
"Maureen…shit…I'm…ah," she screamed, not even able to finish her sentence, as her second orgasm hit. I crawled up her body kissing her torso and breasts as I went. She was still panting but I kissed her anyway, letting her taste herself on my lips and tongue. Slowly pulling away, I kissed her shoulder and cuddled up next to her.
"Holy fuck," she sighed, still regaining her breath. "Where the hell did you learn that shit?" She kissed me softly. I smiled at her.
"I had a good teacher," I winded. She almost blushed, but I knew she was confident in her work. She was kissing her way down my body, paying particular attention to certain erogenous zones.
"Now, it's my turn," she said, dipping her head between my legs as her tongue eagerly entered me.
(Joanne POV)
Maureen and I had been dozing off and on for probably two hours when I decided I needed a drink. I crawled out of bed, and headed down the hall, nearly tripping on everything that we had left earlier. I felt a little strange walking around her place naked, but was too horny to really give a damn.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and began to guzzle it, not hearing Maureen walk in. She kissed me and took a drink of my water. I looked her up and down, completely admiring her gorgeous body. I took the bottle and set it on the counter, kissing her passionately. I had a plan and she was never gonna forget it. I pushed her back up against the wall and ran my hands over her body. Kissing down her neck, I licked down between her perfect breasts to her belly button. I kissed and licked the area just above where hair was supposed to be. I looked up at her and pulled her away from the wall a couple feet. Giving her one last kiss on her belly, I turned her around and pushed her so her feet were planted and her hands were braced her against the wall, legs spread a bit. I kissed the small of her back before going lower and licking the bud of nerves, making Maureen moan. I continued to lick and suck relentlessly, wanting to bring her ultimate pleasure. I could tell she was close by the moans and panting, so I finally decided to push her over the edge. I pushed two fingers inside her while simultaneously flicking my tongue over her. That brought on one of the most extreme orgasms I had ever witnessed. I have them that strong frequently, thanks to Maureen. And I can't speak for her previous partners, but I'm pretty sure it's one of the best she's ever had.
She turned around and slid down the wall, still panting. I scooted up next to her and just held her close.
"God I love you," I heard her whisper in the dark.
"I love you too, baby," I said, kissing her forehead.
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