A/N: There's some hetero mentioning in this chapter nothing acted on, just a warning - cause Judy is trying to entice Jen with whatever she can think of at this point. Thank for reading comments and kudos are much appreciated.
Apologies for typos and such, I write and post without editing or second guessing - keeps me in the momentum.

Judy was getting somewhere ever slowly. 'Night-night' kisses, 'good morning' kisses, 'here's your coffee' kiss (plus added butt squeeze), 'have a good day' kiss, and a 'did you have a good day?' kiss had all been successfully added to the seduction repertoire. It wasn't bold enough.

The kisses were little more than lip pecks and in true Judy fashion it was beginning to feel like she and Jen were a 40 plus year married couple going through the motions at least in the sexual department. If she could get Jen's doctor to secretly prescribe some female Viagra (if that was still a thing) and get dormant juices flowing out of Jen they could be having so much fun. Because if Jen made love with the same passion she put into just about anything else in life Judy knew she would be thoroughly pleased.

At least Jen was expecting the kisses and returning the butt squeezes and showing no signs of rejection, even encouraging more. Judy could tell she wanted it, there was deep rooted triggers and emotional pain that perhaps, maybe some sheer bubbling fuck it all mindless horniness could cure. At least push it aside.

The aphrodisiac foods were a bust. Jen was reporting bloating and gas from the steady diet of asparagus, figs, chocolate, chili peppers and oysters that Judy was plugging into her pie hole morning, noon and night. Judy had to admit she had overdone some of the combos when Jen came home from showing a house laughing and searching the cupboards for antacids.

Jen said she'd had to fart so bad that she scurried to a room, closed the door and ripped one, and then the prospective buyers came in to the room shortly after and asked if she was sure there wasn't an undiscovered sewage leak. It was bad.

Funny, but not exactly promoting feelings of wanton lust like Judy had hoped. She still wasn't giving up on the power of food in general, and tried a new approach after the semi-success of the chocolate covered cherries. Judy bought a big flat of fresh peaches at the Farmer's Market and took every opportunity to seductively each peaches every morning in front of Jen like she was devouring pussy. Just slurping and letting juice run down her chin while making direct eye contact with the other woman, while she groggily sat at the kitchen island staring at the freak show and occasionally sipping her coffee.

"You're really on a peach kick, huh?" Jen commented after taking a hard swallow from her cup.

"Mmm-hmm, so good. I'm making us a sweet cobbler tonight," Judy licked her lips and ran her finger over her bottom one as she giggled, "So juicy."

She heard Jen inhale, and her cheeks were pink, "Judy, I know you love... like really love your fruit, but please don't each your peaches in front of Charlie."

"Why not?" She slobbered around the mangled fruit.

"Please...just trust me. If I have to explain it, you're not going to get it," Jen intoned, and then muttered, "your peach eating should come with a fucking TV: MA warning. It's pornographic."

"Hmm... I just really like sucking on stone fruit," Judy commented trying to maintain her innocence.

"Uh huh, you've got juice dripping between your cleavage." Jen nodded and pointed and then leaned across the kitchen island and swiped her finger up Judy's chest to collect the thin clear line of juice. To Judy's fucking sheer amazement Jen stuck her finger in her own mouth and sucked it off. Then leaned over to kiss her. "Sweet. I see why you like them so much, but tone down the sucking and moaning... and please don't eat those in front of Charlie."

Judy blinked in shock for a moment and then called after Jen as she went upstairs to get dressed, "...but I can still suck and moan in front of you, right?"

No reply. Mark down another success in Judy's notebook.

...

Jen's leg was healing really well, and that meant that her PT exercises were getting harder and more intense to really strength her ankle and stabilize where she had broken her leg. The muscles had atrophied after being casted up for 6 weeks and Jen's body had overcompensated as she hobbled around. Jen was starting to get to the stage where she was over it and felt strong enough. She didn't want to keep doing the tedious and sometimes painful strengthening exercises, but Judy wasn't gonna let her quit now. Not when she was so close to the finish line.

That's how they found themselves running sprints up and down the block, doing agility ladders around the pool, squats, high steps, mountain climbers... and then Judy flipped through to the resistance portion which basically involved yanking her around and laying on top of Jen in various positions. The book called it "physical dynamic stretching". Hmm, In Judy's sex deprived mind, it looked like a great excuse to get physical fo' sure.

They were both red-faced and panting from the cardio session and Jen looked fierce and alive, obviously pleased and proud that her body was finally stronger and functional. To Judy, Jen looked like a sexy tiger just let out of a cage and it was stirring her up and making her feel emboldened. Time to ask more questions from her list of sexual curiosity...

"Oww...Fuckingcocksuckingsonofabitch..."

Judy had Jen's leg nearly behind her head and was nodding to encourage her breathe through the pain. "That's right, relax into the stretch. Breathe, breathe."

Jen blew out rapidly, and Judy tried to keep her focus. She flipped her leg down and bent it across Jen's body to stretch her glutes and lower back, pressing her own knee on top of Jen's thigh and leaning her full weight on top of her.

"We hold this one for a full minute, Jen, you're doing great... your sacroiliac joint is looking great."

"Fucky you, Judy! Oh God, fuck... my goddamn hips... talk, Judy... distract me..."

"Sure..." Judy smiled and leaned in, "How do you feel about penetration?"

"What the fuck?" Jen's face scrunched from pain and despair to utter confusion.

Judy remained casual, "Just in general? Like what about if I were to get us a muscled-up surfer dude with a nice dick, no strings... like a threesome thing? Would you be into that? Yay or nay? No presh."

"Judy! Fuck, ew no, I don't want a stranger's dick...Goddamn, where is this coming from?"

"I'm just making conversation... distracting you from your stretches. Okay, minute is up. Other side," Judy released her and tapped her thigh.

"I'm gonna need a minute to.. recover," Jen sat up and rolled her neck back and forth. She looked angry. Judy didn't like when Jen was angry. She'd pushed it to far. Fuck.

"I'll get your water," Judy said helpfully, pushing off the mat on the grass and grabbing Jen's water bottle from the patio as means to escape.

Jen took a very long drink, and Judy watched from a safe distance until the other woman had seemingly calmed down and motioned her back. "We've got to stretch my other leg... please."

"Yeah, okay..." Judy assumed the position and hoisted Jen's thigh back over toward her torso.

There was a beat of silence and then Jen asked through gritted teeth, "where would you even find a guy, Judy? Please don't say the internet, I think one Gregor was enough."

"Oh, my work of course."

"Come on, I'm definitely not into geriatric dick," Jen scoffed and Judy took the opportunity to pull her leg over to the other side and stretch her hip and lower back.

"No, duh, the residents have a million hot nephews, kids, grandsons. They show me pics, write down numbers, introduce on visits... sometimes give me entire resumes and headshots. It's quite flattering actually. Although, I will say between you and me you wouldn't believe all the sex those old folks are getting up too. It would blow your mind," Judy rambled while Jen grimaced.

When she finally released her leg, Jen finally relaxed flat on her back and stared up at the sky. She reached out her hand and Judy took it and in a surprising show of strength Jen pulled her flush on top of her and wrapped her up in a hug,

"Penetration though, do you have to ask like that?" Jen made a face, then smiled reluctantly. "I know you're trying to help me work through my stuff, but the thought of a threesome or watching you fuck some guy... just sounds very unappealing. It sounds like a season 1 L-Word plot."

"Huh, you watched the L-Word?" Judy was surprised she lifted her head from Jen's sweaty neck and looked at her open mouthed.

"I subscribe to Showtime Jude. It's no big deal, but some dude with no strings attached would probably think we were trying to steal his sperm," Jen laughed. "That's the last thing I want."

"Yeah..." Judy's voice dropped low, "but what do you want?" She didn't mean to sound so puzzled and frustrated she just wanted to get to the bottom of how to help Jen get her groove back.

"What do I want?" Jen laughed again, pecked Judy's lips. "I don't know.. this. You, the boys, our nights and good mornings. Everything is all and all pretty good and I couldn't really hope for more. Like I keep thinking life is short and I shouldn't push it."

"I could push you into the pool right now..." Judy said mischievously. She scooted off of Jen and pulled her shoes off, and started to wrestle her leggings down her legs. "Come on, it's so hot out here and you just did a hell of a work out."

"Judy, if you want to undress me you don't need all this pretense," Jen flirted shamelessly and Judy's whole face lit up as bright as the sun shining over them. "Just please don't bring home a strange dick like it's stray puppy and expect me to take it in and pet it."

"Eww, now who is being gross." And with that Judy rolled Jen into the pool with a squeal and splash. Tore off her top and short and hopped in after. The splash fight was fun, but Judy was just amped for a whole different type of getting wet with Jen. It appeared she was slowly getting closer. She had some new notes to make in her playbook that was for sure. Still hazy on the penetration question though...